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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


    caught in the afterglow; tana
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    One moment his grip is firm on her torso, claw ended paws delicate on her skin. The next he clutched only thin air. His head tossed in surprise, looking for his suddenly vanished companion. "Catcher? Where'd you go?" He asked, his eyes casting about for some sign of the vanished girl. A vague, confused smile shifted his pale lips. Had Catcher somehow gone invisible? 

    But no, he heard her voice, laughter that chimed from someplace near. Invisible, she was definitely invisible. His reptilian limbs back to their original slender shapes while his eyes shifted ever so subtly draconic. Slit pupils scanned the area, looking for the tell tale blur of warm red that would betray a hidden equine. No such blur appeared. Instead, his eyes caught on a smudge of darkness that twisted against the earth. How strange. 

    Her laughter tapered off, and the crystal stallion blinked himself back to horse sight. There on the forest floor a little serpent coiled, as unobtrusive a little snake as he'd ever seen. And it spoke with the painted mare's voice. His nose dropped to look her in the eye, amusement and wonder on his grinning face as he absorbed her new shape. 

    His own laughter filled the air as he dropped to his knees, the better to see her. "Ahh, now this is a new trick!" He chuckled, gently bumping the tiny snake's snout with his own. She was a little grey thing, the kind of snake found in fields and meadows across the land. It was a perfect disguise, the ideal shape to take when one wanted to slip away without a scene. And cute, to boot. 

    The winged stallion settled against the leaf bedded earth, smiling easily at his little friend. It had been a short lived game they'd played, certainly, yet he felt it had been a good one. The thrill of pursuit, the satisfaction of capture. And the twist ending that left him grinning. No, not a bad game at all. "Perhaps. But now that is what you're capable of, I'm sure we could make it much more interesting." 

    Or impossible, really. Choosing to play hide and seek with a snake was conceding the upperhand. He could nose through the leaf litter for a month and never find her in this shape if she didn't want to be found, a thought he found equally frustrating and funny. 

    @[Catcher]
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    caught in the afterglow; tana - by Catcher - 10-26-2019, 11:50 AM
    RE: caught in the afterglow; tana - by Santana - 11-01-2019, 02:27 PM
    RE: caught in the afterglow; tana - by Catcher - 11-04-2019, 07:58 AM
    RE: caught in the afterglow; tana - by Santana - 11-07-2019, 05:11 PM
    RE: caught in the afterglow; tana - by Catcher - 11-10-2019, 08:01 AM
    RE: caught in the afterglow; tana - by Santana - 11-22-2019, 11:53 AM



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