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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


    livin' in a powder keg givin' off sparks - [herd meeting/welcoming angelle]
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    » Innocence is always unsuspicious «


    My eyes pull open, which brought the tall grasses around me into blurry orbs of green and tan, which mixed and mingled until crisp stalks of  tall vegetation became clear against the dark brown of the wooded forest behind it. I hear Chem in the distance, but it wasn't a call for me specifically, and I can't say I am not a little disappointed. I pull myself up, away from the cool ground and start my way toward the other end of the lands... a bit of a hike but it shouldn't take long. It had been awhile sine I last saw Chem... not since our time spent alone in the cave culminated in well, he would know for  sure soon enough. I never thought that I would be a mother...I didn't know what to think of it yet, but I will sort it out I guess. I am not showing but I am sure he will know. I didn't want to have this moment with the others, wasn't it supposed to be just us?  But if Chem needs all of us, I had to go, I knew that much.

    I watched the terrain change around me until a heard the others, a few voices floated to me, I didn't know them, but they were all rather indifferent about the gathering, and no one looked happy--save for one. I stood at a distance, my eyes on Chem, he seemed sour about something, but I watched as he wiped it away with a flick of his head and a curl of a smile. My legs carried me the rest of the way,  as Chem moved through the group talking. Once within the mares, I went to Chem and nudged him in greeting, without interrupting his speech. There was something about being around him,  I just wanted to feel the strength I had with him all the time.

    But I move back and away as to not intrude, and wait for a moment where I can say my piece once Chem finished."I'm Vessel...so...what's up?" I look around, though I don't expect a friendly response, but let my gaze end on Chem as I know at least he will give me a kind glance.

    Vessel

    Kimber x Nymphetamine



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    RE: livin' in a powder keg givin' off sparks - [herd meeting/welcoming angelle] - by Vessel - 06-26-2016, 11:26 AM



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