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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


    [private]  Jesper's little Lamb || Lavendel
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    It wasnt easy, leaving him behind. She had said goodbye, and made love to him on the beach, tears flowing freely as she made her leave. It was her turn though, and she had wanted to return to Sylva since the day she left... just not like this.  Not after all he had been through there. But the painted woman walks confidently into the forest where the demon queen waits. 

    She has heard much about the demoness, and is not surprised when the forked tongues of her aura wraps confidently around her ankles, snaking evil into her heart. It cripples her and her heart squeezes achingly. The paralysis awakens her mind and images from her youth flash violently across her lids. Her mother is there, ushering her into the safety pf the forest, her muzzle close to her ivory temple, soft words echoing loud enough to break the haze.

    'There is no need to fear the world...no need.' 

    And the buckskin lady is striding forward once more, her bodice pulling itself upwards confidently.

    "You may as well stop now Astrael." Lamb speaks as she emerges from the blood stained trees. Her head is held high, and her ears are turned forward , awaiting whatever the night huntress had to say.

    "I'm no fool, your games are pointless to me woman." Her voice is colder than it had been mere hours ago as she lay breathless on the Ischian shoreline. 

    As Her voice dies down and the forest is deathly silent once more, Lavendel begins to eye  the bay before her and drinks in the image of the witch. Jesper had spoken of what the wicked bitch had done to the forest. About what they (her minions) had done to the forest. Despite the small licking fear that drug at her ankles, the splashed female steps forward, moving to stand face to face with the evil before her.

    "What happened to you ,Wicked Thing?" She whispers, pale hues seeking any hint of the woman Astrael had once been. Her mother had always told her that  greed did ugly things, but she never imagined it to do this to a person.... 

    With that she steps away and waits what the winged woman would say, what evils she would try and sic upon her.

    ((Im so excited for this!!! Feel free to have Ast harm her and call her names, she's confident now but im sure it'll fade here soon xD ALSO to clarify, the aura is working Lamb is just trying to ignore it by talking))
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    Jesper's little Lamb || Lavendel - by Astarael - 06-21-2018, 07:54 AM
    RE: Jesper's little Lamb || Lavendel - by Lavendel - 06-26-2018, 04:21 PM



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