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sectnocturnal replied to your photo: â;;; posted on my personal and twitter earlier but- fleur has a gun now...â:
rham vc: that gun bETTER HAVE A SAFETY INSTALLED
fleur vc: what would you do if it doesnât? take it away from me?
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He pondered and thought to himself where this road would end. âHave you ever walked so far your bones start aching in protest?â The Exarch asked, grinning a bit sheepishly. Was this an old man joke? Probably.
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âLet's revel in our time.â
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The mattress on the floor was far less comfortable than it looked.
Still, Rhamjir slept for a good solid few hours, before Anne apparently decided enough was enough. Ears flattened and tail coiled in protest and he growled, turning away from her as she tried to rouse him.
ââŠGo away, AnnieâŠâ voice muffled by the mattressâprobably not the best idea to be putting his face in direct contact with the material, âHrrgh⊠no⊠no guard duty today. Weâre off, remember?â
Unless one of the army boys posted outside had other ideas or something changed. Itâs happened before. Likely to happen again, knowing this quarantine zone.
âFuck,â he growled, sitting up, with one hand going to his face to rub the sleep from his eyes as the other pushed himself up. His tail thwapped against the mattress beneath him in irritation, âFine, fine⊠Iâm up⊠Do we have visitors? Of the machine gun-toting variety?â
 Between the two of them, Rhamjir was the one most likely to make the best of having a moment to sleep. It doesnât matter how tired she is, she wouldnât get more than fifteen minutes of fitful rest, so why not make the best of a shitty situation and let him sleep instead?
 Anne folds her arms and leans against the door frame, what little light there is trying to break through the open door blocked by her figure. This particular quarantine zone was ruled by an army who believed they were a law unto their own, and with it came them dragging those who would speak against them into the street declaring them infected and making short work of them.
  âNope, but theyâre doinâ the rounds again so I reckon itâs about time we took a wee walk outside âtil theyâre done swinginâ their big olâ dicks around.âÂ
 Not the best situation to be in when sheâs got a big mouth that cared little for the authority of men too big for their boots. âHeard thereâs an old chemist a few miles west that ainât been raided yet; might find somethinâ cool.â
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emet have u seen some of these hunt trains thereâs HUNDREDS OF US
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  âTo venture here is to tease death child...why do you linger?â The great elder mused quietly still sat where he had been left, but now he was alone, the other ghosts all but faded away with Emets death. He soon would leave this world once again, but well...apparently being the one with a mind and soul took the process longer.Â
âDid thee forget something in this city of ghosts or...come to tell your new old friend goodbye? I have a friend to scold in the next life, tis be quick yâknow.â The man of eld teased with a quiet chuckle. He had accepted his soon to be demise and found peace in it....but at least he could have a little company before the end.Â
@sectnocturnalâ uttered:Â "Amaurot is... beautiful. Can you... can you tell me what those spires are?" This warrior of light is curious and feels... serene, peaceful in this ancient city's conjuration. He points to a still, yet swerving, winding structure, mimicking a tentacle in shape in the distance. There's a rare innocence in his curiosity, and he looks to Emet-Selch with expectant eyes. A desire to know. A desire to remember.
[ FOR. ] that moment in time Emet-Selch was caught entirely from his guard. while he was used to the insatiable curiosity of Hydaelynâs champion for She hid overmuch from her peoples. To hear it blurted out with such boldness was a sight in of itself. Still his painted lips curled up into a sort of smile. One such that marked the underlying LOVE & fondness he held so deep for his people & what they once were. The Miqoâte was alone with the Ascian for now & that gave him the comfort & EASE to allow words to finally fall past after the initial shock.    âI told you before I was sure youâd like it &    I am full glad my assessment did not miss its mark.â Such musings were met with a content hum. While this city truly was just a simulacrum of what was the original, it was still his home. Tongue clicked upon thought to the answer he was to give however.    âI will be honest. The spires are merely there for aesthetic.    My people, we loved to CREATE. So it was only natural to be    predispositioned to what we saw as visages of beauty in our make.    Should I give you tour to look up close, Hero?    That is before your dear companions come gallivanting in with blades    & staves drawn against me. We have but precious few moments.â
sectnocturnal replied to your photoset: Renda vc: What the hap is fuckening??
IM LAUGHIN WHAT THE FU C K
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