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[OPEN] And the trumpets they go...

Oxy the Addict Posts: 322
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Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.2hh :: 9 [Tallsun] HP: 73.5 | Buff: DANCE
Unnamed :: Common Boggart :: Mayhem Sevin
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Oxy
After the few cursory times you ran into her while gathering stuff for that super lame boat trip, you guess you should probably find Snowflake again. To be fair, you really were doing the world a favor by keeping an eye on T1. Maybe… come to think of it, you might have caused just as much chaos as she did. Whatever. Life is no fun if everything is all happy and perfect. Plus, you got to find out that Thranduil is an asshole who can transform, so you can officially trust nobody. At least, after all that bullshit, the Moon Goddess put your life back in order. No more hallucinations except those caused by your drugs, no more pain except those caused by your fighting. You are, for better or worse, mostly back to normal.

So anyways, finding Snowflake… You better start with home. With your bag at your side fairly full of locoweed, minus a few strands that you’ve eaten along the way, you stumble your way towards the path that leads you into your home. And indeed, fate has a funny way of placing you in the right place at the right time, for there ahead you see Snowflake and… well, somebody else. Doesn’t matter who. Except, there she goes walking through the waterfall. Damnit, you want to say. There –is– dryer way into the falls. But it doesn’t matter what you think, because this seems to be Snowflake’s favorite way in, and you don’t think you’re going to change her mind any time soon.

Following obediently through, thoroughly annoyed that you have to be soaking wet but otherwise content, you walk up behind her and grumble. “Snowflake,” you greet her, smiling contentedly as you walk up beside her. You’ve never been happier to see her- no hallucinations, no pain… just her. Pressing your muzzle into her neck, ignoring the fact that Gaelica can watch you display emotion, you rumble contentedly in your chest. In some ways, it’s peaceful to be back around her with nobody exploding things. In other ways, it’s a little strangely quiet.

@[Gaelica], @[Elsa]
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And the trumpets they go... - by Elsa - 02-14-2015, 08:53 AM
RE: And the trumpets they go... [Welcoming] - by Oxy - 02-15-2015, 06:41 PM
RE: And the trumpets they go... - by Elsa - 03-08-2015, 01:26 PM

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