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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


    My heart is a weapon of war; Anninux
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    Fixated on the water beneath her slender frame, Davina hardly takes notice to the fact that she indeed has company. She stares down at the surface of the water, soon growing placed by her cease of movement, and she finds her own reflection staring right back. Armed with delicate skeletal features, a rather angular yet sloped skull, she couldn't help but stare in almost admiration with herself. Yet her attention flickers within a moment as sweet feminine vocals reach her inky lobes.

    Before her stands a tall creature, constructed by the intricate formation of long, yet mildly slender bones. She doesn't know what this creature looks like from the very reference of their skeletal structure, but what she does know its within the same species of herself. Her vibrant eyes grace the being before her,  "I'm not alone, there are others here." Her crown swivels meeting the several piles of bones of those who lay dormant on the earth. "Why are you alone?" She questions, perhaps the subject was inappropriate, but for a child without a filter the very question seemed necessary.

    She remains silent keen on getting an answer, for she hadn't seen such a large creature wandering through the den. Except, for last night when she peered through the undergrowth where she was cradled by the intoxicating smell of sweet milk, thats when she saw a large creature rise from beside her and leave. That large creature, was what she came to assume was her mother, who had left her here for some god forsaken reason.

    Her mind wanders for a moment, as she stepped out of the shallow stream to meet the stranger, no too close, but within a reasonable distance, for if things went wrong she could flee. There is a stark moment of silence between the two, as a cold wind seeps into the very depths of her body, she can feel it stirring within her chest. The feeling is dark, and it shrouds her for a moment, until she releases a cough from her pale lips, and then a another becoming rather violent. Then her vision hazes, and color flashes before her eyes and she jumps, she can no longer see that what builds this world, tissue and flesh no longer escapes her vision for she can see the world how it's supposed to be seen, and it's overwhelming. 

    Her gaze reaches the being before her, who she can make as another of her species, a friend not a foe. The mattress body is encompassed in ebony, her head adorned with a singular alabaster star. "What just happened?" She expels, releasing a violent cough to follow. "I can see." She adds, her mind whirling with confusion, and wonder.

    my heart is a weapon of war

    Davina



    @[Anninux] So basically she's not the friendliest just yet cause no social skills (Duuuuh) and she has no filter she kind of just says what happens.
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    My heart is a weapon of war; Anninux - by Davina - 01-17-2019, 09:21 PM
    RE: My heart is a weapon of war; Anninux - by Davina - 01-19-2019, 11:00 AM



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