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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]  I Was Lightning, Before the Thunder [Mura]
    #1

    Victorious, in his recent endeavor, has him traveling in a way he normally would not.  Though the battle was won, wounds take time to heal.  His right wing had taken a hard hit from the freak clown.  At least he had made his point and soon the dark creature would know his true wrath. 

    Each step is pain staking but he know he must get home.  Knowing Taiga has long been abandoned, he decides to cut through the once kingdom from the challenge grounds to Tephra.  Towering pillars of redwood overshadow him as he limps homeward.  Silver eyes scanning the area but expecting to see little, if anything.  With an occasional twist of his lavender ears, he catches a critter scurrying into the pine-needle canopy.  He paid little mind to these forest dwellers.  He decides -in this expanse of time- that walking was mundane.  It is no wonder he took to flight whenever possible.  He cared not for scenery, nor meeting new faces. 

    Soon he is tiring from the slow and labored pace his injuries caused, that he finds himself coming to a halt.  An exhausted huff of air expels from his nares as he settles momentarily.  A rotation of his head allows him to view the depths of the pine forest to his left, but a soft noise coming from behind him demands his attention.  A quick flick of his ears and twist of his face shows a light figure huddled within the shadows.  His nostrils flare to draw in a scent and what he finds in nearly unfamiliar.  A hint of sulfur lingers as does Sylva, but he assumes that is because it neighbors this land.  

    Upon further examination, he finds the equine too delicate to be a threat and a sweet perfume unmasks her gender.  He has never seen a horse the color of an azure sky, so he turns slightly, giving a slight whicker in their direction.  She seems distracted or distressed maybe, the more he watches.  Gentling his tone, he calls out to her, "Miss, are you alright?"  It was all he could think of to say.  He wasn't often great at consoling complete strangers...

    Klaudius
    I was lightning, before the thunder


    @[Mura] figured here made sense as far as location and timeline wise it could be after she is raped by Morty or further along if you want. Basically they will go to Tephra and K will take BJ as his captive of Sylva.  If Mura sticks around for just a few posts thats fine.  If you find your muse for her and want to continue, that is totally up to you. Smile Liv is in the know Wink
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    #2
    A Gentle Flutter

    It has been a while since she was raped by that bastard pony, how in the world did it even happen? How did she find herself in this damn situation? Her body still feels scarred, the pain is not physically there but mentally she could feel him trespassing her body. Her sides have grown in size and she was undoubtedly pregnant by the ebony devil. She sure as hell never imagined herself pregnant, and she sure as hell did not imagine it with that ugly mug clown.

    She lingered near Sylva deciding her next move, she had previously lived in Tephra and truly did not want to go back in her current state but she needed there protection. Perhaps Warrick could help her, he had a way with words that could possibly assure her. She was halfway through Taiga when she heard the words of another. She instantly stops in her tacks, had he found her already? She frantically looks for the source of the calling but much to her relief it was not Morty, it was a purple stag she had never seen before. She quickly sought out his scent, hoping it was not one of Sylva. To her surprise Tephra lingered on his pelt, and she wanted to curl up into him, she wanted to cry tears of joy, but instead she just stares at him.

    Do...do you live in Tephra? her voice is broken, the scent of fear can be easily detected. She scans over him, and if she wasn't in the broken mental state she was currently in she probably would have more of an interest in this stallion. M...Morty attacked me... Her gaze falls, embarrassed from the attack she turns slightly to look at her stomach before dropping her eyes back to the floor.

    Mura


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    #3
    As stuttered words fall from her lips, shaky and weak, his eyes softened upon her, but only for a moment.  The name she spoke was one he knew all to well, so quickly a grin began to tug at his lips.  Chasing it away the best he could, he finds distraction in his faux concern, "Morty did this to you?!" The rise in his voice was of surprise but it came no surprise to him that the devil clown was capable of attacking someone. Her shift of gaze to an enlarged belly clues to him that the attack was more than cuts and bruises.  Again he speaks, this time more rushed in fear that Morty could be lingering near by, "Yes.  I live in Tephra... Come with me.  We will protect you from that heartless freak!" He steps nearer to her and then turns, as if to escort her to the islands.  Scheme's play out in his mind as another devious grin attempts to creep upon his maw.  With a slight turn of his crown he tries to conceal the satisfaction he is about to receive...


    @[Mura] quick phone post to move them along Smile
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