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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
The stirring of something warm and golden had his gaze flickering away from the group, absently skimming over their heads to seek out the source and finding her almost instantly as she slunk towards their group with silent steps. The despair in her aura was still there, lurking with a profound sense of misery; she hadn't given Margy and Suite up yet, and once again he felt that flicker of guilt, the knowledge that he was keeping from her the peace he had in knowing exactly where those two had ended up. You cannot tell them, was the thought that met him every time, and he was increasingly uncertain if it came from himself or from Grimm.
His attention was torn away from her by Harland's soft tapping, and he grinned as he took abandoned Moon on his exalted stand and stepped down to Har, instead (and maybe he was trying to bring himself closer to Hazel, too). [b]"Slow, slow," he teased as he tried to track the fluid movements of their fingers, piecing together some of the words by mimicking the gestures himself. "Har says... Dogs help Heavan? Dogs protect Heaven, and... uhh..." A cock of his head to the side, messy curls looking somehow even more disastrous at an angle. "Dog head... Dog God? And the dead?" A blank stare at Har as he tried to process, before he grinned suddenly. "Wait, you mean Anubis? I think that's a jackal head or somethin', but you're right, he's a worshipped dog. Egyptians worshipped cats, too, though." A flicker of his gaze to Haze, and he added, amused, "Prob' cause they're soft and quiet."
His attention was torn away from her by Harland's soft tapping, and he grinned as he took abandoned Moon on his exalted stand and stepped down to Har, instead (and maybe he was trying to bring himself closer to Hazel, too). [b]"Slow, slow," he teased as he tried to track the fluid movements of their fingers, piecing together some of the words by mimicking the gestures himself. "Har says... Dogs help Heavan? Dogs protect Heaven, and... uhh..." A cock of his head to the side, messy curls looking somehow even more disastrous at an angle. "Dog head... Dog God? And the dead?" A blank stare at Har as he tried to process, before he grinned suddenly. "Wait, you mean Anubis? I think that's a jackal head or somethin', but you're right, he's a worshipped dog. Egyptians worshipped cats, too, though." A flicker of his gaze to Haze, and he added, amused, "Prob' cause they're soft and quiet."
[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]