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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]  here it comes without warning; romek
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    Rejoicing is something she should be doing now too. She should be satisfied that all the others know what it’s like to feel this way. However, she cannot rejoice like that. There are those that did not deserve to have their homes destroyed, to have their gifts taken away from them for no reason at all. She knows there were good people before this—thought there were few of them.

    And it just might be even fewer now.

    She doesn't know what everyone else is feeling right now about it all. It’s an emotional rollercoaster for herself—one second she is content on this second chance, and the next she’s ready to blame it all on the next one she sees. But, for now, she lets the emotions of anger and hatred take over. She lets them boil to the very top until she’s had no more—until she burns and collapses from exhaustion.

    Not being alone was something she thought would be impossible, especially at this moment. She didn't hide the way she felt right now, it was open like a gun ready to fire at the next target that came her way. She could run in the rain by herself for hours, instead she pulls herself to a quick stop. Slipping forward, her hooves catch her just a couple paces from where she intended to stop.

    “I have nowhere to go,” she says with harshly, though she knows the statement was said in good humor. Lucrezia just cannot find the humor right now in the matter—even though she did enjoy a good sense of humor and wit from another. “I would be happy to destroy whatever, whomever did this.” She cannot help but consider the idea for a moment. “There’s too many of them though.” And truly she has no idea how many would be blamed for this. All she knows is that every one of them had to suffer—every one of them was offered redemption too.

    She shakes her head, rain droplets flying a little here and there but it made no difference since the rain is pouring—harder now. “Sorry,” she says sincerely, “I don't mean to be this way.” Lucrezia often cannot hold herself back when she’s under stress or conflicted on what to do. She has emotional bursts sometimes – a fault of hers often for bottling it all up. “I’m Lucrezia,” she says softly, a slight smile lifting up. “I suppose we can start there.”
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    RE: here it comes without warning; romek - by Lucrezia - 09-04-2016, 08:55 PM



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