Commoner
a 20 year old
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i must go on standing, you can't break that which isn't yours
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Jul 25, 2015 21:06:45 GMT -5
Post by judah stafford on Jul 25, 2015 21:06:45 GMT -5
judah can see the rage in chevalier's eyes. this satisfies him. watching the man prove himself a monster, the way judah should see him. the way he used to, before his gaze went soft and lovestruck.
i mean, you make a cute couple. he signs, without hesitating, the king and his bitch.
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a 35 year old
royal consort
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played by katze
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share my mind and my body with you; did what i had to do
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Jul 25, 2015 21:18:23 GMT -5
Post by Chevalier on Jul 25, 2015 21:18:23 GMT -5
his eyes widen, teeth gritted, and with a swift movement, chevalier slaps the boy across the face with the back of his hand. the strigoi breathes heavy, so infuriated and angry that judah would say such a thing to him.
how dare you... how dare you. his hands tremble as he signs, eyebrows furrowed so tightly together.
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Commoner
a 20 year old
juice box
with 76 posts and ,
played by uri
who is currently
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i must go on standing, you can't break that which isn't yours
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Aug 3, 2015 19:54:02 GMT -5
Post by judah stafford on Aug 3, 2015 19:54:02 GMT -5
as if his anger has taken form, overfilled his chest, judah can feel it welling warm in his mouth.
judah looks up at chevalier, thinking of those pixelated pamphlets myron has in his library, gathered from god-knows-where. a caged rabid dog will chew the wire, break their teeth, and try to bite a hand moving in front of the cage.
he must have bit down - judah spits a mouthful of blood onto the floor between them.
am i wrong?
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Strigoi
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a 35 year old
royal consort
with 95 posts and ,
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share my mind and my body with you; did what i had to do
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Aug 3, 2015 21:30:26 GMT -5
Post by Chevalier on Aug 3, 2015 21:30:26 GMT -5
"I am not his bitch," he replies, poking at his own chest as he takes a step forward. His voice quivers as he speaks, but it's a shame that the livestock won't ever get to hear the anger bubbling up in his voice. "He barely talks to me or looks at me."
How can he be his bitch when it seems like he's hardly ever acknowledged?
"You're all he ever talks about, thinks about." Chevalier rolls his eyes. "Have you not noticed? You're more of his bitch than I am."
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