09-17-2018, 03:36 PM
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Feyre didn't want to be here.
She had been in the middle of drawing a complicated sigil in her grimoire when some NPC had found her, absolutely insisting that her presence was necessary for whatever little stunt Bast was planning. A barely contained huff had fallen from speckled lips as she cast her work aside and gave in to the stranger's pleas, making sure to glare at him the entire time he led her from her chambers to the Seraph. While she knew that she'd have plenty of time to draw symbols with an affinity for summoning the dead, she was still peeved by her sudden disturbance. She was really getting somewhere with her findings! Why did Bast have to decide to hold a massive Fireball meeting now, of all times?
[color=#ac5847]"Can I go back now? What's this about?" She inquired flatly, a plumed tail lashing in the absent air behind her. She hadn't yet put together the pieces that this was a training exercise of sorts, but realized rather quickly that the presence of all the Fireballs also meant the presence of one, nasty one in particular: Brynhild. She'd stay just to beat her in every activity that they were forced to do, maybe even trying her hand at setting the other girl on fire if she could. Such would make this rather unfavorable event all the more better.
/ha i'm exhausted this post is a mess
She had been in the middle of drawing a complicated sigil in her grimoire when some NPC had found her, absolutely insisting that her presence was necessary for whatever little stunt Bast was planning. A barely contained huff had fallen from speckled lips as she cast her work aside and gave in to the stranger's pleas, making sure to glare at him the entire time he led her from her chambers to the Seraph. While she knew that she'd have plenty of time to draw symbols with an affinity for summoning the dead, she was still peeved by her sudden disturbance. She was really getting somewhere with her findings! Why did Bast have to decide to hold a massive Fireball meeting now, of all times?
[color=#ac5847]"Can I go back now? What's this about?" She inquired flatly, a plumed tail lashing in the absent air behind her. She hadn't yet put together the pieces that this was a training exercise of sorts, but realized rather quickly that the presence of all the Fireballs also meant the presence of one, nasty one in particular: Brynhild. She'd stay just to beat her in every activity that they were forced to do, maybe even trying her hand at setting the other girl on fire if she could. Such would make this rather unfavorable event all the more better.
/ha i'm exhausted this post is a mess
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YOU COULD [B]RATTLE THE STARS[/b]
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