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joiner/closed - Waylon - 08-13-2018
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Re: take me back to the night we met | open; joiner - Suiteheart - 08-13-2018
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Suiteheart didn't travel to the City of Stars much these days. Too many harsh memories rested within the dilapidated walls of the ruins. Margaery had collapsed there. Cerasus had almost been crushed by falling debris. Despite these two terrible occurrences, the porcelain-hued feline's paws guided her in that direction. Some invisible force told her she needed to go. She shook her head; her paranoia seemed to be soaring ever higher.
Before she reached the once marvelous city, the Admiral scented Hyoma. Even though this was not the Typhoon, she couldn't help but be on edge. Her heart raced and thumped horribly against her chest whenever a new smell reached her nostrils. The worry that burned in her mind only manifested as exhaustion on the outside, however. Weary paws carefully marked their way through the rubble of the City of Stars.
"You got a name and a reason for trespassing?" Suiteheart called after picking her way towards the horned feline. Her tone was short and cut with a sharp edge. With over half of her people stuck inside the Observatory and familial drama, she didn't have time for sweet formalities. Gilded amber eyes cut to the engravings Hyoma was staring at - a constellation -, but she quickly shifted her gaze to stare at him.
Suiteheart didn't travel to the City of Stars much these days. Too many harsh memories rested within the dilapidated walls of the ruins. Margaery had collapsed there. Cerasus had almost been crushed by falling debris. Despite these two terrible occurrences, the porcelain-hued feline's paws guided her in that direction. Some invisible force told her she needed to go. She shook her head; her paranoia seemed to be soaring ever higher.
Before she reached the once marvelous city, the Admiral scented Hyoma. Even though this was not the Typhoon, she couldn't help but be on edge. Her heart raced and thumped horribly against her chest whenever a new smell reached her nostrils. The worry that burned in her mind only manifested as exhaustion on the outside, however. Weary paws carefully marked their way through the rubble of the City of Stars.
"You got a name and a reason for trespassing?" Suiteheart called after picking her way towards the horned feline. Her tone was short and cut with a sharp edge. With over half of her people stuck inside the Observatory and familial drama, she didn't have time for sweet formalities. Gilded amber eyes cut to the engravings Hyoma was staring at - a constellation -, but she quickly shifted her gaze to stare at him.
[b]suiteheart folie-mikaelson . ecliptic admiral . the ascendants . tags
Re: take me back to the night we met | open; joiner - Grimm - 08-13-2018
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And so it was Harland had found another way to rid himself of the abundance of energy, a small shadow to those upon the outside, following within their steps. Jaws parted with a sharp inhale, gaze drawn about the ruins as he climbed over the rubble, the interior unfamiliar for never had he dared to approach. It was pretty, the walls marked with points his young mind drew lines between, constellations of his own making rather than that which filled the sky, awe touching gold toned eyes.
Dark ears twitched, concentration broken as the voice rose, the sharp edge to it foreign to the child for never had they heard Suiteheart angry to any degree, one he thought impossible to shake. A small whine broke past his lips, barely audible as shuffled steps drew him closer, gaze settled upon the stranger. A slight tilt to the head, eyes squinting as he looked upon Hyoma, question leaving his lips before he might think upon it. “Are those real?” Accompanying this was the raise of paw, pointing towards the strange curl of magenta toned bone, unlike anything the child had come to see within the short expanse of his life.