04-20-2020, 11:06 AM
DALE COOPER
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At this point, Cooper was old, real old. Nine years, which was quite a lot for a dog who had gone through as much hell as he had. While this body seemed to be nine years, it felt much more like his body was closer to twelve years old. He didn't move as much, wasn't nearly as spry as that five year old canine that had joined the Ascendants all those years ago. He couldn't run with the children and baby sit like he used to, he couldn't go chasing play all over like before. Once again, he was forced to his room but, maybe for good this time. His bones ached and he grew tired easily. He could feel his husbands prescense stronger than before.
Cooper laid quietly in his bed, tail tucked over his paws at the old man dozed. His necklace splayed out his throat, a paw ovet the worn down wedding rings that sat srung on the sting. A thin blanket was draped over his thin frame, uch more boney than would would have seen in previous years. Age and stress had taken its toll on the poor man, along with being the eldest member of both the Elysium and renaming members of the Ascendants. Unaware he would soon gain an audiance, the canine lulled his head to the side and yawned. "Diane, Harry, I sure hope you've left room for me. It may be some time still but, I'm certainly no longer within my prime. Miss you..." Another yawn from the canine.
Cooper laid quietly in his bed, tail tucked over his paws at the old man dozed. His necklace splayed out his throat, a paw ovet the worn down wedding rings that sat srung on the sting. A thin blanket was draped over his thin frame, uch more boney than would would have seen in previous years. Age and stress had taken its toll on the poor man, along with being the eldest member of both the Elysium and renaming members of the Ascendants. Unaware he would soon gain an audiance, the canine lulled his head to the side and yawned. "Diane, Harry, I sure hope you've left room for me. It may be some time still but, I'm certainly no longer within my prime. Miss you..." Another yawn from the canine.
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PERCY
Flew up through the clouds at night was born to fight. Mythical, so mystical - think what you like. You could be the sword, the shield defender of the people down below, you know I fought for love. Be kind to those around ya' don't be merci less. Remember me for my name is Perseus.
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