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[BASTILLEPAW]

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Bastille was... calm. Collected. There was no stir of the breeze as he walked, no cracks splintering under paw as he headed back into the Observatory from an early morning patrol. There was just... nothing. Peace, serenity, his powers completely under control. Bastille didn't seem to notice that anything was amiss -- and if he did, he didn't say anything about it. Truly, it almost seemed like the calm before the storm.

In reality, the storm had already passed, far outside of Ascendants territory.

The bengal came to a stop within the center of the Circle, looked about idly for a moment, and then offered a lazy grin. "Yo," he called, running through a list of ways to subdue his boredom, "Who wants to go for a swim?" The weather was, after all, pretty nice -- and there currently was no threat of Bastille calling down a storm on accident.

[Starrynight !]

//OOC

Starrynight was lounging lazily near the edge of the circle, back against the ground as his eyes tracked the criss-crossed trussing that snaked along the domed roof of the observatory. Having been lost in his thoughts, the fireball's call startled the Seraph, bringing him to turn his head to peer over at the bengal. A swim? That didn't sound like a bad idea.

The milky feline rolled over, pushing himself to his paws and hurrying over to his Corporal's side. "Sure, I'll go! It sounds like a fun idea."

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[BASTILLEPAW]

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Bastille nodded a greeting to Starry, and eyed the happy Seraph's paws with a slight smirk of amusement. "Are you sure you won't electrocute us?" he drawled teasingly, though he figured Starry probably could if he wanted to. Or, you know, if he got too excited and his paws started sparking with that strange energy again. Bast idly considered testing it, because frankly? That would be kind of entertaining to watch. Minus the electrocuting their clanmates part.

[Character Graveyard.]

LUNAFREYA N.F.

✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly

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Summer was Luna's favorite season, aside from spring. She enjoyed swimming, but she didn't like the warmth that the summer brought. Plus summer never seemed to last that long.

The female had decided to go to the Pebble Coast to swim for a small amount of time before heading back to her room. Smiling at the sight of Bastille and Starry- she took a seat near them. "I'll join you guys."

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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[Margaery]

[color=#b14767] ❁  ❁  ❁

Where fire only had the capability of terrifying the chocolate point, water soothed her beyond belief. It was amazing that she had not thought to swim before now, joining the group with a for-once eager expression. There was something peaceful about fully submerging one's self and just experiencing the tender quiet beneath the deep blue. She had no worries, no fears, no broken relationships when she was underwater. She could be happy. And the heavens above knew she needed happiness more than anything else right now.

[color=#b14767]"I'd love to."