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Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Posted a short nightmare sequence while she slumbers :)

Busy weekend...

*sigh*

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

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The Sol’s voice continued in its harmonious tone as she spoke to the young Fotian and gently lifted the bandage from her face, causing a small amount of discomfort for the Tyro, but still better than it had been days prior. Czigani caught the subtle stench from the toxins that permeated from not only the large gash, but the surrounding pores of her skin. Her nose wrinkled up momentarily from the smell before relaxing once again, even as the rest of her body began to loosen, the muscles and strain slowly subsiding from the heat of the bath and the introduction of whatever magicks Solari poured into it moments later. Toxins. Comfort., Czi was only catching fragments of the healers words, her voice was quite therapeutic, barely allowing room for any doubt that what the Tyro was doing was the right choice, leaving herself vulnerable and in the care of a stranger so very far from her home. And at that moment, the foreign scents that surrounded her, the ambience of rushing water cascading from the fountain, and the subtle rustling of the trees outside the window all began to fade as the Fotian fell into a deep, and much needed, slumber.

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“You will die a most horrible death, Czigani Veraniath of house Hanoxx!”

The low guttural voice echoed loudly in her ears, even amongst the roaring spectators who surrounded the gladiatorial arena within the central courtyard of Castle Fotia. With a fresh wound across her face, and the excruciating pain that followed, she screamed from the sting of what felt like a thousand cuts to her skin all at once. Glancing around, Czigani could only see flashes of light and the blurred silhouettes of bystanders as well as her opponent, who loomed over her fallen body like a dark cloud of destruction, beaded sweat from his drenched brow incessantly dripping onto the young female’s bruised and battered face. With little strength left in her arms, she attempted to push her body up from the bloodied sand that covered the arena, but the other only pushed her down once again with his foot against her back, laughing hysterically and mocking the King's niece.

“Is this who you pathetic royals look up to?” His bassey voice carried throughout the courtyard, echoing off every pillar and statue along the perimeter. “She is nothing!” Her opponents booming laughter carried on a moment longer before he turned his full attention back to her broken body, positioning his blade against her exposed neck. “I'm going to enjoy this more than you could ever imagine, bitch.”

But the Fotian royal’s resolve was strong enough -even in her weakened state- to muster the strength to end the other's mocking laughter and venomous rhetoric. With her blade in hand, the pointy end found its mark as she drove the rest of her rapier up under his chin and through his skull, watching as her opponent's expression of shock was frozen, and words were lost in blood and sliced arteries.

It was a face she’d never forget...

Blaz’s introduction

Welcome to the Guild @Blazeal! I'm fairly new here myself but love the community!

What Are You Listening To?

Most anticipated Games of 2018-2019

Hmmm, definitely looking forward to BF5 and the next Super Smash Bros!

Buuuut, because it'll be my first semester of college by then, and I tend to be rather responsible, I'll probably never get a chance to play them.

It's nice to dream though...

Post Your Pikcha

@Ejected! The first friend I made on here since I joined :) Aw, you are adorable! I'm jell...

Fallout: Into the Storm

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Frankie Cabrera

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[ Fleetwood Subway Station ]
@Polaris North & @Ghost Shadow

The girl couldn’t help but snicker at the way the mysterious onlooker introduced himself, as though she’d heard that same line in a movie, where the lead would use his last name, followed by his full name. Dramatic effect perhaps? Although, Frankie had to admit, it did seem a lot more theatrical coming from a man whose voice was rather throaty. She turned her head to meet the other’s gaze and nodded with a smile, but again, hesitant to stick her hand out in a formal greeting. Of course, it wasn’t so bad considering he did the same. It was odd though, as the young medic was never a germaphobe in the least, but how could she be in the medical profession and actually get any work done if she were? No, it wasn’t so much a phobia as it was just a conscious effort not to shakes hands. With anyone.

Before she could respond, however, Marvin spoke up introducing himself to the man, although even he seemed rather suspicious of him, or maybe that’s always how the ghoul appeared. Frankie narrowed her eyes for a moment to focus on her new friend’s face as though she could actually read anything from it anyway, and then quickly darted her eyes back to Mister Delaware.

“Um, I’m Frankie.” She said in a tired tone, which was then followed by an unexpected yawn. Her hand quickly covered her mouth. “Oh my god...I’m so sorry.”

It seemed the last few restless nights were beginning to catch up with her. Nights that were generally filled with too much thought and not enough actual sleep. Nightmarish visions that kept her awake, or sometimes jerked her out of sleep in a cold sweat, only to make it that much harder to fall back into the sleep zone she’d normally be able to find. It wasn’t always like that however, even when she was forced to live amongst the Raiders, she eventually found ways to calm her mind enough to sleep at least a good six hours, because she knew she’d be that much more ineffective if she wasn’t at full capacity. But whatever it was creeping around in her head, had more to do with the tasks coming up than any past endeavours, and her fear was that she may not be able to do the job she was chosen to do.

“I wonder if I’ll have some time to take a nap.” She finally said, looking over at the collection of soldiers.. “Even if for a few minutes…”

Post Your Pikcha

@Xandrya, I legit punched this guy in the nose last year in P.E. because he would not stop trying to tickle me, but otherwise nothing that would be considered a fight :D

Fallout: Into the Storm

lol, well I actually love my dentist. He's a friend of the family, and I'm friends with his daughter, etc etc.

But still, the waiting!...grrr

Also, I'm slowly but surely putting my next post together. I hate it when I can just sit down and write in no time on some days, and otehr days I'm staring at the screen :/