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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]  the wind plays a haunting tone, chemdog
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    The world fell away and he wraps her, cloaking her cold metal with the heat of his skin. Fogging her glossy surface his breath. She had been alone when he found her, and she was in the place you go to put yourself on the market – to be snagged and brought home to somewhere. In truth he had nowhere to go but Leilan’s tundra – it was nothing shabby, but he didn’t love it; it didn’t feel quite good enough to offer her once he met her.

    And now.
    Now it was even, deeper? More strange? It felt more intense with her, somehow, than any of his other encounters in the Field.

    He wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, of her, of the entire scenario. But her teeth on him, the pressure and the pinch; he groans. He catches himself closing his eyes and slipping away, into the blank mind that drives a male and a female to tangle together. To fulfill nature’s demands, their body’s demands. He always loves giving way to that wave.

    But the world comes crashing back. Just before he would be slipping into the carnal void, he hears something, and so does she. Frustration and fear bubble to his surface and he growls at nothing. Her voice breaks through, and suddenly he’s faced with her question. “Yes,” his answer pushes from his body as if it couldn’t wait a second longer to burst out. The sounds of doom close in, snarling, clicking of claws, something had found them.

    He nips her shoulder, guiding her quietly to follow him as he slips away like a cat. He would bring her to Leilan’s Isle, his home, but this would not do for long. He won’t think about these things on the way though, he will only think about getting her there, keeping her with him.


    CHEMDOG
    to the window, to the wall




    OMG this is the cutest!

    okay so! my timeline is all janky lol so technically in this time period Chem still lives in Icicle Isle. if its okay i was just going to assume they go there and continue their- whatever theyre up to here haha, and we can fast forward in the next thread, and by then he can perhaps be bringing her to silver cove to show her her new home? something to that effect anyway lol

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    RE: the wind plays a haunting tone, chemdog - by Chemdog - 04-22-2021, 07:05 AM



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