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you ever need to ๐อ๐ขอ๐อ๐ อ๐อ อ๐อ ( อ๐จอ๐อ๐อ๐กอ๐อ๐ฃอ๐อ ) or
a [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ] or a { ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ } ; ๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ .
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adult writer. independent portrayal of caitlyn from arcane. not affiliated with arcane, league of legends, or caitlyn. roleplay account. blah blah blah donโt know what else off the top of my head.
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in a show of confidence and nonchalance, jinx puffed a small breath of air at the large swath of bang that draped neatly in front of her brow, and she twirled ;
a graceful, yet chaotic motion as she spun thrice 'round, ankle-length braids entwining, wrapping
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growing tighter, and tighter. she drew the hand to her chest, knuckles flat.
and she exhaled, eyes flicking back open.
"Alive. I feel alive, merc. SO-!"
she flopped herself sideways to face this hero, propping herself up on an elbow, fingers pressing
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even with a question asked, she didn't yet acknowledge the mercenary, eyes kept facing front, so as not to draw too much attention to either of them. or to not make the other woman uncomfortable so soon.
"Crazy stuff, back there, huh?"
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getting a front-row seat to a slaughterhouse was an event that most definitely was not on jinx's to-do list, for today. she'd looked at tyger claws before, but they never made her bat an eye, not like today. these ones felt different; worse.
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fell as the adrenaline still pumped through her veins . but knowing it was over , she placed the gun back to the holster in her hip , and slid the blade back into the saya strapped to her back .
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with a slow scoot, the shorter woman swayed a slow pace, one that landed her beside the merc, hands tucked in a clasp behind her back.
she rocked on her heels for a moment, those ankle-length braids swaying with her motions.
"How'd ya learn to move like that?"
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