07-03-2018, 05:51 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Being bonded with Margaery meant that Suiteheart was bonded, unfortunately, with Genevieve as well. She felt all the pain, heard all the words, and could feel the shift in their form. The shapeshifting her wife had done was so close to the forefront of her own mind that she almost shifted into a polar bear. God, that wouldn't have been fun. That fact aside, she was beginning to get worried. She felt Margaery slip into some form of sleep. She felt herself tense, realizing that perhaps Genny was here for the long haul. She couldn't have that.
When Ingrid arose within Margaery - Genevieve -, Suiteheart felt Sybil push forward. The selective mute of her past life was being louder than the rest of her split souls. The soothsayer was speaking Latin in her mind, trying to reach Ingrid through the phantom bond they had shared when Sybil walked the earth. Suiteheart allowed it. She preferred anyone over Genny.
It had not taken long for Suiteheart to find Genevieve. The mountain lion form her wife now possessed was strikingly beautiful. Admittedly, Suite had to stop and catch a breath. She hated that despite whatever Genny did, she would always love and be amazed by some part of her because, at the end of the day, she was Margaery. She cast these thoughts aside, not allowing herself to be distracted.
"I'll admit that you look stunning, Genny," Suite meowed, coming to a halt beside Gordon. She saw the slight fear the younger female exhibited, but the Ecliptic Admiral gave her so much respect for still facing Genevieve. "But I have to agree with Gordon. What'd you do to Margaery?"
When Ingrid arose within Margaery - Genevieve -, Suiteheart felt Sybil push forward. The selective mute of her past life was being louder than the rest of her split souls. The soothsayer was speaking Latin in her mind, trying to reach Ingrid through the phantom bond they had shared when Sybil walked the earth. Suiteheart allowed it. She preferred anyone over Genny.
It had not taken long for Suiteheart to find Genevieve. The mountain lion form her wife now possessed was strikingly beautiful. Admittedly, Suite had to stop and catch a breath. She hated that despite whatever Genny did, she would always love and be amazed by some part of her because, at the end of the day, she was Margaery. She cast these thoughts aside, not allowing herself to be distracted.
"I'll admit that you look stunning, Genny," Suite meowed, coming to a halt beside Gordon. She saw the slight fear the younger female exhibited, but the Ecliptic Admiral gave her so much respect for still facing Genevieve. "But I have to agree with Gordon. What'd you do to Margaery?"
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE