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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


    ||Yanhua||
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    There wasn’t any guarantee that he was an expert at understanding his own powers. Actually, wasn’t it common for the young horses on this island-continent to be reckless? Or moreso expected of them? Yanhua tried to the best of his ability, but he’s only given glimpses of events to associate emotions with, and it's common knowledge that emotions are as varied and multitudinous as each individual blade of grass or grain of sand. So he’d mistaken her apprehension for fear… so what? He’d seen a vision of himself; at the time of that exact memory he’d been feeling several emotions, in the present he’d gone with the most obvious of them in relation to what the stranger was feeling nearby.

    He had no idea that mistaking cautiousness for fear would whip the spotted female into a frenzy, though.

    Yanhua’s head drew back into his neck the instant Serabi confronted him, her anger washing over him in quick flashes of images: seawater slapping and breaking against a thick boulder, rain lashing at a redwood tree. He’s lucky that so far the majority of his attempts at sharing such images had only been capable with Lilliana’s help - otherwise Serbai herself would be privy to the flashing pictures as well. Maybe it would do her some good to have all that pent-up rage echoed back to her, but Yanhua had never been the vindictive type. That meant he had to swallow her anger in uncomfortable waves of energy, but he did it without saying a word.

    There wasn’t any way she could’ve known that her verbal lashing was nearly as painful as a real one, just like Yanhua had no idea what loneliness and hunger did to a wandering vagabond.

    “I should be, actually.” He can’t help but smile through the rigid, pulsing waves of red light. “I’m pretty sure you’re the reason it was interrupted.” He doesn’t say aloud. “And you shouldn’t be trespassing, yet here we are.” The taller yearling kept his voice level as the pain began to cease and the lightshow in his head began to dull. He focused his energy on calm, bringing up lovely memories of his mother, and after a deep breath he was in control again. Now it would be a tiny bit easier to resist this strange mare’s wild savagery.

    “No need to be upset.” Yanhua did his best to soothe her as well, and the tenor of his voice melted into honey and silk. “I’m not going to sound any alarms or threaten you. I was curious, that’s all.”

    @[Serabi]
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    Messages In This Thread
    ||Yanhua|| - by Serabi - 05-25-2020, 09:40 PM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Yanhua - 05-25-2020, 10:31 PM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Serabi - 05-26-2020, 09:21 AM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Yanhua - 05-26-2020, 10:05 PM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Serabi - 05-27-2020, 11:04 AM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Yanhua - 06-06-2020, 02:38 PM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Serabi - 06-18-2020, 09:20 AM
    RE: ||Yanhua|| - by Yanhua - 06-20-2020, 06:40 PM



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