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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


    Let's go for a walk in your garden of Eden - Nyxa, Any
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    He heard her coming, fighting her way through the undergrowth. He rose to his feet before she had broken into the clearing, a smile already on his face as the young woman came crashing through. 
    "You're about as subtle as a sea lion, you know that right?" He commented affectionately. The grey stepped forward to meet her, catching the ever present scent of the sea off what he knew was her still damp body. He reached over to tug a lock of her salty mane in greeting, chuckling as she apologized for being late. Punctuality was not one of her strengths, as he had discovered early on. As long a they beat the tide, though, it didn't make a difference to him. 
    The tide is out, though. You ready to go? 
    Her voice carried excitement, on top of her standard bubbliness. He nodded, his own excitement fueled by hers. They had only briefly visited this island they were going to, had surveyed just enough to pique curiosity. Hod suspected that there may be plants growing there not found on the other isles. He had caught a whiff of something spicy and fragrant before, and wanted to find just what caused it. 
    "Let's head out." He answered brightly, touching his nose lightly to her shoulder, just to reassure himself. Any day spent with Nyxa was a good day, and he was looking forward to it as much as ever. She was like sunshine on his back, warm and comforting and constant. It had only been a short time, but he was quickly finding it hard to picture life without her pretty laugh, without the saltwater-and-honey scent that was purely her. He had no sisters, but she had fallen into the role better than anyone blood related might have. As they made their way to the beach where the sandbar would be revealing itself, he enjoyed her warm presence beside him. He considered her, and their friendship. She had been less physically affectionate recently, unthinking touches had become less frequent. His world was one of sound and scent and touch. Maybe not so much for her, now that he didn't need constant assistance. He walked in thoughtful silence for a bit, feeling a tinge of sadness at the thought that their relationship might be changing. Perhaps... perhaps she was outgrowing him. 

    @[Nyxa] Because dumb boys Big Grin
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