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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


    Emotions are our own hell; Any
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    Jinju
    She cannot say that uncle Ruan’s explanation of ‘selfish’ makes it any easier for her to understand. Her ruby gaze holds the blue one as she listens, nodding slightly to herself. ”So being selfish is keeping your family close and caring for them?” she asks next, verifying if she had understood the purple spotted appaloosa. She pauses, but not long enough to allow him to answer her lengthy. ”Then I am selfish too.. I want to keep you and aunt Reagan close too.” Before the thought of losing either Ruan or Reagan – or worse; both – would’ve caused her next panic attack, but still Jinju couldn’t say that it didn’t scare her.

    The pretty navy blue influence girl’s posture changes. For Jinju the change comes suddenly, abruptly. Heda had gone from quite mature to a state of being that could have easily been Jinju’s. Apparently they are more alike than they thought after all. But even though the inky black girl knows how it feels to be lost, alone and abandoned, scared even, she’s unsure of how to approach Heda. It is only due to Ruan’s nudge that she steps forward, although not without quickly glancing up at her uncle first.

    Seeing how Heda’s eyes start to well up in tears, she cannot stop the slightly teary glance in her own eyes. Hesitantly and carefully she reaches out, her muzzle brushing the other’s girl cheek gently. She had seen her uncle and aunt do that plenty of times, and they had seem to like it, so she tried to comfort the other girl in a similar way. ”Home? Family?” she offers as a solution, an answer to the question where the navy girl was looking for. A small smile pulls on the corners of Jinju’s lips, not humouring, but genuine. ”The Taiga can be your home. There are plenty of others too, you won’t be alone there.. You can belong there, if you want, with us.” Or anybody else, if Heda would desire to. Both Romek and Maribel seemed nice enough to take in the girl if she desired.
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    Messages In This Thread
    Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Heda - 10-03-2016, 09:18 AM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Ruan - 10-05-2016, 12:20 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Jinju - 10-06-2016, 08:22 AM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Heda - 10-06-2016, 07:24 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Ruan - 10-07-2016, 12:04 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Jinju - 10-08-2016, 11:30 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Heda - 10-22-2016, 10:19 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Ruan - 10-22-2016, 10:56 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Jinju - 10-23-2016, 02:49 AM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Heda - 10-24-2016, 05:06 PM
    RE: Emotions are our own hell; Any - by Ruan - 10-25-2016, 06:33 PM



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