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#TheFatalKiss is making a reappearance to your TLs on March 15th, 2023, almost TEN years since we FIRST swept twitter away with our first rendition. Keep an eye out. Questions? Our DMs are open.

{@IdyllicFatale} — normally. "I assume you want a brief of my adventures to the east?" Every time I left, Makenna found her way to my office ~pretty~ immediately with as much grace as a rabid dog trying to get someone to pet it's brain.

{@IdyllicFatale} "Graceful, as always, dear Makenna." I self consciously threaded a hand through my cropped locks and just as consciously put a "brave" face on and offered her a smile. Standing, I met her gaze with just as much confidence as I welded —

{@IdyllicFatale) — here. I all but flopped into my seat and swiveled back and forth. I could spend an eternity in thought but as my niece would say, the time was now and idling was futile.

{@IdyllicFatale) — returned. Yet. I made my way through the estate to my office a floor or two above. It was as messy as I had left it and I wondered if Penelope had joined me, us, if she would have been surprised at how utterly disorganized my life was —

{@IdyllicFatale) Ideally, I would have sat on this sofa for all of eternity, but the reality was I had work to do. Hard work. And the masses were piling in from the training sessions that were being led outside and I didn't want everyone knowing I had —

━ ❝ ℌ𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝖋𝖑𝖊𝖜; 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖒 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉. ❞ ✢ мagιc υѕer ✣ laѕт oғ нer lιne ✢ вlood doeѕn'т мean ғaмιly ⊰ Алек Брантова ⊱ ━

— a defeated sigh. Now? I'd wait. For now, I'd reflect and remind myself of why we started this to begin with.

— was off doing their own things, to each their own, being as the main house sounded deathly silent. I made my way into the main drawing room and plopped down onto one of those short couches that one could only find in a classical antiquity era and let out —

— back to HQ. But, as sure as the storm is wet, I was there punching in the code to the property to gain access and was driving up the long, narrow gravel driveway. Irrevocably, I found myself trudging through the front door. One could assume that everyone —

— the island to do so, but I refrained. Law and order were two things that I could respect no matter which species had enacted them. Plus, frankly, I didn't want to deal with the bombardment of questions, unsolicited concerns, and the like once I made it —

— and the closer I got back the ruder people got on the road. I couldn't count on all my fingers and toes the amount of honking, obscene gestures, and yelling I had been witness to. I felt like going twice the speed limit once I reached the right part of —

The drive back to the island was the most excruciating thing that has ever happened to me on this side of the Atlantic. The radio station didn't believe in real music, the sun was burdensome when it came to trying to find gas within a shaded environment, —

{@RaegingAenger @RomanianHybrid} — beginning to make itself known to the area. The dark clouds cast a rigorously gloomy mood which would match my mood the entire drive back to Victoria Island.

{@RaegingAenger @RomanianHybrid} — backed away a few paces before turning around completely and booking it to the rental I had been spending way too much time in as of late. I backed out calmly and returned to the open road where a thunderstorm was —

{@RaegingAenger @RomanianHybrid} — resist it, but I felt the claws of self loathing for the aforementioned reasons eager to tear words that weren't to be spoken from my mouth and into Penelope's unwilling ears. "As you wish." I nodded a second time and —

{@RaegingAenger @RomanianHybrid} I should have expected it, given how the past day and a half had been going. But I wasn't going to say that it didn't hurt. Physically, sure I could muster the pain of a slap across the face, but emotionally? I... could —

{@RaegingAenger @RomanianHybrid} — from me, lowering my head not in shame but in resolution. Undoubtedly, I would be asked to leave soon but I could not muster quite enough courage to do it myself.

{@RaegingAenger @RomanianHybrid} — that and if I were to try to explain more, it was a fear that @RomanianHybrid would spontaneously combust at all the information being thrown her way in such a short amount of time. I allowed her the space she gave herself —