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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Bastille walked a fine line between complete mastery and utter chaos when it came to his powers. A great many of them he’d been born with, inheriting the natural ability to use them like any other reflex; but his elemental powers had come as a surprise, and he’d been terrible with them. They threw everything out of balance. His easy control was nonexistent, and now it seemed that his control tended to rise and fall with his moods and souls. Which... well. Was fucking annoying, frankly.
As he joined them, he studied Wash briefly before yawning. X-rays, huh? Not something that Bastille specialized in or had the ability to, though one might consider auras a form of x Ray. [b]”Cool shit,” he commented, idly.
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As he joined them, he studied Wash briefly before yawning. X-rays, huh? Not something that Bastille specialized in or had the ability to, though one might consider auras a form of x Ray. [b]”Cool shit,” he commented, idly.
[ rushed ]
[B]ASTRAL SERAPH — THE ASCENDANTS — [color=#e2e2e2]TAGS — [color=#e2e2e2]MOODBOARD — [color=#e2e2e2]PLAYLIST
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]