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10 yrs ago
Current Spontaneously moving to a new account- OfWindAndRain.
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10 yrs ago
Born too late to explore the world; born too early to explore the galaxy.
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I'll eventually get a real bio in here.

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@Zugzwang
Point taken.

Also,
@duck55223
I'll back out of the roleplay. I'll end up gunning after you if I do.

Best of luck, duck.
@duck55223
You don't have to be an arse 'bout it.

There are better ways to be more diplomatic, especially after I actually tried to hash out the beef between us.
A moment after the words left her lips, Aulfr jerked. He detected sounds that didn't belong; didn't match his environment, and so training and instinct kicked in and woke him up. Almost as quickly as his mind snapped awake, did it relax again, as he interpreted what he heard, somewhat, and identified it as something much less sinister and deadly as an assassin aiming to kill him would be.

His eyes had snapped open, but now they drooped again, finding Aleksandra's. He didn't realize where he was holding her; a moment later, his eyes really did widen a bit, and he let go of her, pushing her away somewhat, as if apologizing for pulling her so close- again. It was something they both were used to- but he was groggy, and he suddenly admitted to himself that he liked Aleksandra. Before she could react, he reached forward again, and pulled her closer again- this time, his face to hers.

Right off the bat, sleepy-eyed and with fingers that he just now realized were buried in his hair, he pulled her soft, though scarred, skin closer. He gave her a long, purely instinctual kiss, lightly pressing against his lips against hers.

Somewhere in the back of Aulfr's mind, he counted off the seconds- and on the fifth one, he withdrew. He stared at her for a moment, blinked, and realized what he just did. He continued to stare at her curiously for a moment, oddly open, vulnerable, maybe even innocent. But then his face shut down again, regaining a little bit of the hardness that his turned his somewhat rough face more into the appearance of stone- closer to how he usually is.

He rolled out of bed, and wordlessly strode back to his window- his usual spot in the mornings. And try as he might, he couldn't help but the elevated heart rate that persisted his efforts to cast aside his action.
@ClocktowerEchos
Duck's already got the Kaiser Germany stuff taken. Unless you're a fractured state from his nation, that decided to just be under their own leader or something.
@Karl Kadaver
All my experiences were crap. Everything good was imaginary; everything real was crap. Not-so-nice kids in the town I went to school at.

@AuntFlavia
You can take my spot
I don't think I'll be joining, actually. It's just so childish...
buh-dum-tss

In all seriousness though, I don't have a clue on how to make a character for this.
@Savi
yaaaaaaaa- * falls back asleep *
/me bites a wing, and hangs on
what is chuuuuuu
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