i will be wild. i will be brutal. i will encircle you and conquer you. i will be more powerful than your boats and your swords and your blood lust. i will be inevitable.
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a sense of regret filtered over the general upon hearing the others retelling of just how fynch had come into possession of the deadlier item of due process.
“ you found it on the ground .ᐣ “
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"Message fucking received, I'll leave the gun on the ground where I found it next time."
he lied and groaned from pain, sitting up and looking back. his right wing was visibly bent out of shape.
"fuckin' broke my god damned wing.."
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a gloved hand quickly replaces the rose’s own hand. pulling the smaller woman into a gentle embrace 、 an even gentler kiss pressed against summers lips. he’d been waiting to do that for quite some times.
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r--really? oh...
(scratching her cheek. that might have gotten her a little flustered.)
well, okay--! come in, come in! get comfy. you've gotta be exhausted.
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showing a token amount of restraint as the others wrist is clamped 、 a nerve in it pinched. quickly disarming the younger man 、 standing before dusting himself off.
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"Wait wait WAIT!"
engages his aura as he gets tackled, which breaks immediately as he's knocked to the ground and lands on top of his wing.
The gun comes out of his hand effortlessly