05-05-2018, 06:55 PM
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As these strangers turned to regard him, Bastille took note of the multiple eyes, studying these starry felines with vague intrigue. He didn't seem bothered by it, taking it all in stride; their auras were already a give away to their otherworldliness, after all. Luckily, there were others there to take over some of the small talk, and he glanced briefly at Hazel at her explanation of the Ascendants. Good. At least she seemed to have settled better than he had initially thought she might.
"Bastille," he supplied, seeing how these twins wanted their names, gaze flickering briefly to Mizar at Alcor's words. The girl hadn't said a word the entire time, but he supposed they likely were bonded or simply sharing telepathic thoughts. Whatever. Bast didn't really care, and he nodded as he turned back towards the Observatory. [b]"Right. I'm sure we're all headed back in that direction anyway, so we can show you to camp."
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]