08-08-2018, 12:34 AM
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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Gods, was he tired. His souls were cluttered and chaotic, yes, but more so he was worn out by the level of emotion he was sensing daily since the Observatory locked down. In such confined space with emotions running high, the empath was struggling to tune them out: he walked through a sea of stress and discomfort, of Clanmates panicking and getting irritable. It washed through and into him idly, pushing and pulling, and soon he felt like a live wire for other people’s issues. Whatever. It was his job to handle them, he supposed.
He could his sister at the other end of one of those pulls, and joined her slowly. He could see her aura radiating in the dark, making her glow seem even brighter, and he noted the tension rolling off of her. He needed to check in with her later. For the time being he stopped close to her side, almost brushing, and studied the others here. [b]”I’ll come too. How’re you doing now, Mel?” He knew she’d struggled, while Alex and Tex both seemed remarkably calm in this situation.
He could his sister at the other end of one of those pulls, and joined her slowly. He could see her aura radiating in the dark, making her glow seem even brighter, and he noted the tension rolling off of her. He needed to check in with her later. For the time being he stopped close to her side, almost brushing, and studied the others here. [b]”I’ll come too. How’re you doing now, Mel?” He knew she’d struggled, while Alex and Tex both seemed remarkably calm in this situation.
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Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]