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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    .:Fallen Angel:.
    #4
    Nier snorted, harsh and sudden, it matched the betrayal of his lazy nature, instead a burning lot his dark eyes as he snapped at the air.

    "I did not pick up some worthless little runt the day I met you, Pet. Don't start acting like one now." he paused, circled her, angling himself so that his head was near hers, his lips by her ear.

    "Get up. Where's that hell you promised me? I thought if I'd hurt you, there would be problems?" His voice was low, above a strained whisper, a hiss.

    "Come now, up. You've got some scars now, wear them with some sort of honour. Pet, I'm not leaving you here to be scavenged. Get. Up."


    Messages In This Thread
    .:Fallen Angel:. - by BrokenStar - 06-02-2015, 01:37 PM
    RE: .:Fallen Angel:. - by Nier - 06-02-2015, 02:03 PM
    RE: .:Fallen Angel:. - by BrokenStar - 06-02-2015, 02:38 PM
    RE: .:Fallen Angel:. - by Nier - 06-03-2015, 02:54 AM
    RE: .:Fallen Angel:. - by BrokenStar - 06-03-2015, 07:54 AM
    RE: .:Fallen Angel:. - by Nier - 06-04-2015, 01:39 PM



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