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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]  looks like we're in for nasty weather; anyone
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    She's got the devil's eyes

    Just as Lepis had once come to find her, so does Heartfire return the favor. She does not labor under the same shackles of self-imposed politeness however. And most certainly not when her own autonomy had been threatened by such arrogance. A fatal arrogance, did the self-styled comtesse not tread more carefully than she had done last time.

    She has little care that the gold and blue mare is no doubt still reeling from they way her life had seemed to turn on it’s head of late. And even less sympathy. This is a bed Lepis had made for herself. And, well, one could hardly be upset they’d been stung when kicking a hornet’s nest, could they?

    Had things gone differently, Heartfire may have had sympathy. Though she to this day refuses to acknowledge it, she has had her heart broken by the careless, foolish whims of men. And it is not an easy ache. But as it is, whatever kindness Heartfire might have once been able to muster had crumbled to dust the moment Lepis had laid the sticky fingers of her deceptive power on her and sought to bend her to her will.

    Subtle it may have been, but no less vile for it.

    Still, she hides her anger well. She has never been one to react thoughtlessly or heedlessly. And though Heartfire may no longer hold any mercy in her breast for the woman, she would give her one final opportunity to save herself. She’s not cruel, after all.

    She slips into Taiga in the early hours of the morning. The sun has barely touched the horizon and chill mist hangs heavily in the air, weaving through the towering trunks. For a woman of her abilities, it is not difficult to locate the woman she seeks, even the denseness of the fog that hangs so perpetually over the redwood forest. Her footsteps are muffled on a carpet of needles, her mottled blue and white frame blending eerily well with the dim grey of the fog.

    When she finally nears Lepis, her blue eyes bright and hard as they settle on the woman, she greets her simply, her voice chill and clear, an unmistakably biting edge to it. “Lepis. I believe you have over extended your welcome.”

    and they'll cut you like a weapon

    Heartfire
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