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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any]
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    A short hah followed by a dispassionate sigh. This is getting boring. The pale mare watches mainly in silence as others randomly appear and make their own threats. How... pedestrian. She waits as the apparent siblings snip at each other. Well. The purple holds a touch more subtlety, the bay-green woman is visibly fuming as they go on. A few minutes more and she might just combust. Sabra smiles to herself at the mental image: One second, growling little girl. Next second, pile of smoke and ash, still spewing venom. 

    But then her companion decides he's had enough. She hears him whisper to her, voice all silk and honey, and then he's gone. The wind carries him away much as she wishes it would carry her. Soon enough. Another aggressive outburst from the jeweled queen, this one louder than the last. He had hit a nerve, it would appear. Time to retreat, for now. 

    "Well, my dear, this has certainly been... enlightening. But I hope you'll forgive me if I take my leave. I'm sure we'll run into each other again here soon. In the meantime, you might want to work on that temper of yours.  Bless your heart, but it's a bit... unbalanced." 

    She purred in a stage whisper, expression one of slight amusement. She was done here. And truth be told, even as youthful as the keeper was, this kind of raise in blood pressure couldn't be good for anyone. 

    She piroutetted lightly on her heel, snowy plumage flourishing out as she did. Two paces forward and with a great beating of wings, and she was airborne. A moment later and she broke free of the canopy, returning at last to open sky. She would not seek out the lavender man who'd brought her here. Not just yet. There was time enough for that later. What she most wanted now was a place to sleep for a while, undisturbed. 

    @[Krone] @[Klaudius] @[everyone else on this island]
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    If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - by Krone - 12-07-2017, 05:37 PM
    RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - by Krone - 12-09-2017, 08:57 PM
    RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - by Krone - 12-14-2017, 08:20 PM
    RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - by Sabra - 12-14-2017, 09:54 PM



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