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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


    i've got some damn bad intentions - stillwater
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    djinni

    It is apparent that he is inside the cave; his scent is too fresh for it to be empty.

    For all her curiosity she has never explored it, even when she knew that he was far and away. Djinni does not like anyone prying at her own secrets, and for the most part she allows others their own as well. She has equal reason to trust and distrust Stillwater, until the balance shifts either way he is safe from her curious eyes. Or until she is bored, but fortunately for the black stallion, she won't be bored for quite some time.

    His laughter elicits a quick smile on her dark mouth - she has never been fearful of things that dwell in darkness. She wonders if he keeps away the others with the way it echoes eerily against the stone; the cave smells only of him.

    The pooling water (and the crashing waves along the beach) muffles his footstep, and she turns her face toward him as he emerges from the darkness. His amusement is reflected on her own face as she replies that: “You came when called. An excellent quality in a pet.” And it is, but Djinni has no doubt that Stillwater would be utterly atrocious in captivity. He’s clearly one to make his own way through life, he would rage and rail against chains. Now that’s an interesting thought, she finds, but perhaps best left for later when she’s sure he means to stand behind the apology he has offered for their happenings at their first meeting.

    She likes the way that he says her name, but she likes it better from another mouth, and so when she steps closer, she does tauntingly with the knowledge that she’ll not carry through. “I didn’t come to ask,” she replies as she inches forward, “I came to take you up on your offer.” The grullo mare presses her muzzle to the stallion’s neck, yet even before the warmth of the contact can fully seep through, they’ve left the seaside and appeared in an equally dark wood. She flickers back into existence farther from him than she has been a heartbeat ago, her head tilted curiously as she waits for some sort of response to his relocation before she continues.

    current appearance:
    natural build – slim
    smokey grullo minimal tobiano
    black dragon wings
    black dama gazelle horns
    D J I N N I
    genie | rose gold tobiano dun | trickster


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    RE: i've got some damn bad intentions - stillwater - by Djinni - 12-31-2016, 12:22 PM



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