TAKE ME OUT
08-23-2014, 12:05 AM
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jupiter illidais
The phoenix chuckled bitterly at the biting remark, understanding the poison that so heavily layered the tones all too well. For a moment, observing the first sign of emotion on the fae's features at her remark, she feels as if she's been praised--and for the slightest of moments, the firebird feels like a child being praised, though the notion is slight and tucked far back into her mind; a mere whisper of a sensation. She waits patiently, casting only a slight glance to the carmine mistress that approaches her Tyrant with affection. Brow raises with curiosity at the gesture but she speaks, knowing it does not involve her. Brows furrow--not with disappointment but more of disheartenment--as the queen announces the end of her reign. Earth-dipped audits tip back minutely against her skull, muscles remaining stagnant when she offers her crown to any of them. She has no interest in this crown. All of this belonged to someone else. Jupiter felt leagues of empathy for the woman's reasons for leaving. All of the things that had held Jupiter here had mostly disappeared--only Medusa and the prospect of destroying what she had created still tied her to this disgusting place. It had gone to the dogs. She watched as the crimson babe was granted the crown and the nodded in agreement as D?gmar, her well-met spar partner, announced her soon-departure from Alacritia. "After I take back what is mine and ensure that it never falls in the wrong hands again," she interjected, gazing at Artemis, "I too will be leaving. I was born here. I was raised here. And I have spilled too much of my own blood fighting for an undeserving realm." Tone weighed thick with utter disgust, lips curled and nose wrinkled. She sighed, shaking her head, timbre softening. A cocky smirk crossed her features and she looked from the black she-wolf to Artemis. "Should you both end up in similar worlds at some point, I will be sure to join you after my work is done here. And there, we'll find some worthy throats to tear." n/a |
prone to violent reaction. ic actions have ic consequences and she lives and breathes it.public enemy #1
crawl. crawl more. drag your hands and knees across the destruction left in my wake to the ends of the earth. there's a green light of a shining star in my sky and there will not be an obstacle i will not overcome until i cup that star in my palms. the void in my will has been filled with purpose. so crawl. crawl more, love.
because i like it when you're on your knees.
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