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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Bastille had never actually enjoyed playing greeter before, but he had to admit that it felt damned good to just be outside and patrolling like normal again; he was relieved to be able to actually fucking greet their newcomers instead of still pacing around inside the locked Observatory. He would rather deal with awkward small talk all day than that shit, honestly, and as he stopped beside Thea he considered this stranger idly.
[b]”What’d’ya need?” he questioned, ignoring the manifested visions superimposed over his vision that morning. He was getting better and better at pretending they weren’t there at all. ”I’m Bast,” he provided as an after thought, assuming he may as well provide her with his name if he was going to be asking questions.
[b]”What’d’ya need?” he questioned, ignoring the manifested visions superimposed over his vision that morning. He was getting better and better at pretending they weren’t there at all. ”I’m Bast,” he provided as an after thought, assuming he may as well provide her with his name if he was going to be asking questions.
[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]