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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Bastille would not pretend to think that he'd given himself a particularly easy Fireball to handle. No, he'd known Oni for the boy's entire life, and he knew first hand that his "little brother" was a pawful and a half. He had a lot of aggressive spunk though, and a clear desire to do the best he could, so Bast was willing to take all of his energy in stride and work around the more difficult edges to shape him into the talented Observer that he could be. Besides, it wasn't like he himself had been an easy Fireball to handle, so he supposed he owed it to karma to now be faced with his own shithead to deal with.
He was a bit surprised to hear Oni wailing, however, and immediately wondered what the hell he'd gotten into already. He joined them shortly after Lessa had already started tending to the Fireball, and scowled slightly as he glanced Oni over. [b]"What the hell?" he questioned, eyeing the ring caught around Oni's claw, realizing belatedly it was his piercing, "What did you do that for?"
He was a bit surprised to hear Oni wailing, however, and immediately wondered what the hell he'd gotten into already. He joined them shortly after Lessa had already started tending to the Fireball, and scowled slightly as he glanced Oni over. [b]"What the hell?" he questioned, eyeing the ring caught around Oni's claw, realizing belatedly it was his piercing, "What did you do that for?"
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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]