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It’s just so unnatural. Even after all this time, he can’t fathom it. Shedletsky, who once slaughtered mortals like cattle, conversing with them like there’s nothing easier. Shedletsky, who believed himself incapable of wrongdoing, lampshading his shortcomings. Why did this accountable, sensible version of him have to come so late? Where was he when Dusekkar needed him the most?
Or: Dusekkar and company play D&D. Old feelings re-emerge.
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There's so much wrong with them. He loves it.
or: Two Time is desperate for penitence. Shedletsky is totally appropriate about it.
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The bird, an eagle, lands on his shoulder with dignity and grace. Her feathers are a wise burgundy streaked with black and draped over long, sturdy wing bones meant for unhappy travels. Her beak is broad and keen, a hunting prick that pecks between the layers of jumpy meat. When she’s not dining, she’s sending a message. Familiarity sparks distantly in her eyes, and she drops the thin scroll in her mouth onto his calloused palm.
“Trouble in paradise, eh Fervor?” he asks while prying the thing open. Fervor, who never visits you when things are fine and good, nods her plumy head. The peaceful silence of the outskirts isn’t a promise; danger’s either rearing itself here, or behind your back.
Not one soul in the Big Orange has time for words. The paper squeezes to one end: grip marks. Neat print, but it’s been written in a hurry.
Earl’s in trouble. Delicate situation.
Casino brat’s at it again. Hurry.
- MGuest takes a particularly sharp drag of his cigar, allowing nicotine to bury into his lungs, work sweet magic in his brain and quell the surge of hot anger that blooms in his chest.
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make no mistake—noli is petty. the pettiest. more than that, however, he’s subtle. any exploiter ought to be.
or: seven needs help being quiet. noli lends a hand, and then some.
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Aichmophobia
/āk-mə-ˈfō-bē-ə/Noun.
(1) A debilitating fear of sharp objects, often onset by related trauma. The untrained mind sees a keen edge or honed tip and, instead of anything productive, hides within itself. Its precautions are sedimentary; unspeakable memories hide within dark recesses, which layer atop foggy pockets burying unpleasant avenues. The aim is to avoid, not overcome. The host is worst off for it.
(2) A terrible thing to have when your god demands blood.
TW: assisted self-harm, descriptions of cutting and knives, consensual knifeplay, cult worship. Read at your own discretion!