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[Character Graveyard.]

LUNAFREYA N.F.

✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly

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Bastille had given her the task of drying the blankets that HD "decorated" with glitter with her air elemental powers so she had went straight to where-ever the blankets were and one by one- she began to lie them out.

Lunafreya lifted a paw and a powerful gust of wind left it, running over all of the blankets. In a short while, Luna had finished, thanks to her powers and she awaited her Clanmates so they could possibly get their blankets.

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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯

#psychosocial.

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Immortal was honestly surprised at how quickly they'd even washed out the glitter. He still found some grains stuck on the floor, spotted right when the sunlight glinted off them. That was the whole fun of glittery pranks, it stuck for a while. Sauntering over, he frowned at the display. Why'd everyone else get cool powers but him? Whatever. "How mad do you think they'll be if I just..." He picked up the very small jar of glitter he had with him, raising a brow in question. After a moment, he shook his head, shrugged and dropped it back at his paws. "Nah, you worked pretty hard to dry 'em. Good job!" He'd been smart enough to not throw glitter in his own room so he didn't need to pick up a blanket.

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BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS  ✧
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Bastille was suddenly just there, materializing beside Imm and swiping the jar of glitter away from him as the older male set it down. With a grin, he backpedalled a step out of his reach, and drawled, "Gods, wouldn't it be a shame if someone just..." Bast, however, was not nearly as kind as Imm. He jerked the jar towards the other in question, throwing the glitter at and over him because he was, in fact, a dick. Never would he pass up the opportunity to get back at Imm for the glitter that had been stuck in his fur for days.

"Nice, Luna," he said over his shoulder to his mentor, an after thought.

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Immortal blinked, glancing to the side and trying not to look startled when Bast just appeared there. He squinted at the younger feline when he grabbed the glitter and he made to step back himself. "What... don't you fucking dare. Bast-" He interrupted himself when glitter fluttered over him and he grimaced. "Bro. What the fuck." He shook himself rigorously, his hat falling off in the process. It didn't help much with the glitter.

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BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS  ✧
the ascendants — kuiper corporal — tags

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"Why, Immy, you look absolutely dazzling," he said, deadpan, staring back at the older guy with a hint of a smirk. "Glitter really does suit you. Matches your sparkling personality." Oh, Bastille was pleased with himself, alright. There was still glitter in his room from trying to rid himself of the damned sparkles after Imm's little prank. Hell, there was still glitter lodged all over the place. It was truly only what the asshole deserved.