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ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ɴᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. . . —#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻
💀 ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ / ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀᴛ 🕊️
Joined June 2020
ᅠ 𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯 ᅠ 𝘒𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘗𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘵 ᅠ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘐𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 ᅠ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯 ᅠ 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐲𝐧𝐧
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ . . . ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡs ɴᴏɴᴇ.
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#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ — Replies will be coming Monday! Appreciate the patience.
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• Adahn No but seriously people should read these three Actual peak, I swear 🙏
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ᅠ ᅠ An empty platitude to the unbeliever. The response — or lack thereof would tell the brunette beaut all she need know. The weapon held with ease with her augmented grip.
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ᅠ ᅠ Needless cruelty was unbecoming of a woman of her station — or so Vivianne thought — and yet the serf, forever tainted with misfortune it would see to the Heiress, had even begrudged her a thanks. “The Emperor sees all that occurs within his domain.” +
⠀ ⠀ 𝒶ll blood runs red, no matter the noble, undeformed breeding of the meat that sheds it; she shifts the weight of her master's weapon onto vivianne's hands. ❝ my ... ❞ reluctance, chewing on the hated word, ❝ thanks. ❞ ⠀ ⠀
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shapely leg crossing over the other as she moved to sit, empty hands resting atop her knees. “On that note, am I to assume business or pleasure being the reason for this visit? You’ll excuse me if I’m not as inclined to the latter at this moment, hm, even with you.”
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the pause just long enough that what came next would prove his words of trouble true, in a way “or the nights we shared.” The look hidden momentarily behind the long draw she took from her glass, setting it down, unfinished with a soft sigh. “You’re staring, Nate.” One+
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That made her smile, his relaying that she was missed, the smile even reached her eyes, a look her face had almost forgotten. Then something else, something sly with a hint of tease slid into her the corners of her lips. “Doubtless she’s not the only one who misses me,” +
The look alone made him think twice about what he wanted to say next. Even though he knew what she was like there were times he saw as if she was a trap waiting to catch him off guard. ❝I don’t mind if you take my tongue. There are worse ways to go after all.❞ Good job »
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hungry. “𝐂𝐇𝐙𝐙𝐙𝐙𝐊— 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐛𝐲. 𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮.” From beyond the walls of the command bunker, the distant screams of engines began to crest over the horizon.
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Came the voice from the other end, little more than a low, growl of some mechanical creature that would forever birth nightmares from the mere sound of its inhuman speech alone. “𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.” A certain impatience there; all jagged and +
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The thing hasn’t gone down easily, it’s martyr like resilience had allowed it to take a good number of the command staff with it. This included the Vox Officer, his body blown open from left shoulder to right hip, caking his valuable equipment in gore. “𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝.” +
-falling down in their surprise attack. The time was slowly ticking out with the trenches getting breached. Assessing the alive personnel, the former lord rummaged through the captain's gear for ammunition, popped a new mag in and went looking for the vox box frantically.
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#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ — AND YET ILL STILL GET 1 BILLION SPAM BOTS IN DMS FUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOU.
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now inherited. Soon to fade. Not soon enough apparently. . .
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Her handmaidens have already begun their tirade. The bloodshot eye that felt rolled about in sand. The bruised jaw. The leg she shifted the weight from and bit back a hiss every time she even attempted to use it — let alone favourite. All wounds born by her knight +
. . . Mm. Gravesworn dug well today. A veritable tapestry of kill marks to add to those already etched into its flank. Yet it had all left the brunette beaut of a knight-commander exhausted.
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. . . Mm. Gravesworn dug well today. A veritable tapestry of kill marks to add to those already etched into its flank. Yet it had all left the brunette beaut of a knight-commander exhausted.
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