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Absent Abyss atk: 3.5 | def: 10 | dam: 7
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17 hands :: 12 HP: 67.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Odette :: White German Shepherd :: None Minx
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déodat,


“Perhaps one day I can get this delightful nuisance under control,” Déodat said and snickered a bit at the thought. “I doubt that day will ever come though, she is a wild thing, but her heart is good and I would hate to see her kindness die.” He found that kindness was a rare thing and it was something he lacked. Life had stripped him of the kindheart that once beat in his chest. It was replaced with a hardened shattered heart with a layer of ice to protect itself from the world around. So few were able to penetrate past that layer. Today though it seemed to have melt and bring out remnants of his kindness and happiness. Good moods had become a rarity for the Blood Prince.

Déodat joined in with her laughter, though the image was quite beautiful in his mind. “It would definitely send a message to those that stand as threats.” He of course thought of the Regime and how their heads would warn others what precisely would happen if they tested the Basin. There was a certain sadism that lay within the Blood Prince that he often failed to contain. “Though I’m sure it would scare the very things they had been slaughtered to protect. I know if I saw a decapitated head as a colt I would’ve pissed myself.” There was amusement lacing his tone. Déodat had been anything but an easy child, but even that would’ve scared him. It wouldn’t have surprised him if the General used such a display as a lesson for his son, he always was a cruel man when it came to discipline.

The mare’s reaction to his homeland brought on a sense of relief. So many when they heard his home’s name they cringed or cursed it. Not only was there warmth in her voice, she had sought to be one of them. He blinked in surprise. This women only went to shock him even more at the mention of his cousin. The legendary Doctor. He smiled slightly at the thought of his grumpy cousin. It had been far too long since they had seen one another. Part of him wondered how the stallion was faring, but he pushed d’Art away from his thoughts for the moment.

“d’Art is actually my cousin,” Déodat said glancing at her. “He resides in the north again if you seek him. Not entirely sure what he is doing nowadays though, probably swooning over his Nurse.” Amusement laced his tone at the thought of Kou. They had truly only met once and it had been a truly interesting encounter. “Who is your family there? Perhaps I might know them.” He didn’t know every face within the Basin, but he could say he knew many. “And should you ever need an escort to the north, I can offer myself up for such. I don’t have the power to accept you though, as I’m a Corporal, not General.”

The Basin’s doors were always open to more Unicorns and Déodat had no intention of letting a potential recruit slip through his grasp, especially one that was proving to be incredibly enjoyable company.

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Messages In This Thread
No Shirt, No Blouse - by Déodat - 05-01-2014, 05:05 PM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Hotaru - 05-12-2014, 10:01 PM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Déodat - 05-14-2014, 03:41 AM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Hotaru - 05-20-2014, 06:42 PM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Déodat - 05-21-2014, 04:46 PM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Hotaru - 05-26-2014, 08:08 PM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Déodat - 05-27-2014, 03:09 AM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Hotaru - 06-03-2014, 01:52 AM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Déodat - 06-05-2014, 01:28 AM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Hotaru - 06-22-2014, 01:32 AM
RE: No Shirt, No Blouse - by Déodat - 06-24-2014, 02:32 AM

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