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10-01-2016, 06:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-03-2016, 08:28 PM by Rexanna.
Edit Reason: changed to private <3
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are you who i dreamed?
or just a memory?
or just a memory?
She had slipped away from the Festival for at least a few moments. Wandering and making her way toward the prisons where she had left Crowley after she had captured him. It was time to let him go, and deep down she hoped that the man would have no hard feelings toward her, instead perhaps his attention might be drawn toward the festival, or away from it. She wouldn’t stick around to find out. Instead, the Thief had decided to simply just open the gate and return to her post, sure that if the dark stallion would have any fight in him to retaliate, that Deimos would be the one to answer.
And so, when she arrived, she hardly saw anything past the darkness of the bars. She stayed silent, still, doing her best to open up the door quickly, pulling it aside so it would stay open before passing it one last glance. She was a Thief, and apparently only successful in capturing people instead of things. Though, she knew deep down that if it weren’t for the help of Ashamin, she’d have struggled entirely to take the man bag willingly. And for that, she was thankful. Yet, she also felt a burden release itself off of her chest as she let the man she captured go.
She turned her attention to return to the festival, to pass a glance to the foal games and storytelling with a smiling face, only to wonder if what she had done was a good thing or not. Did she want to be a Thief? Did she want to keep stealing and gathering information and hiding behind false facades just because of her earlier decision? Perhaps she’d get a chance to start over new – despite the fact her entire time in Helovia had been as a Thief – though not necessarily in rank, but love as well.
"Talk."
And so, when she arrived, she hardly saw anything past the darkness of the bars. She stayed silent, still, doing her best to open up the door quickly, pulling it aside so it would stay open before passing it one last glance. She was a Thief, and apparently only successful in capturing people instead of things. Though, she knew deep down that if it weren’t for the help of Ashamin, she’d have struggled entirely to take the man bag willingly. And for that, she was thankful. Yet, she also felt a burden release itself off of her chest as she let the man she captured go.
She turned her attention to return to the festival, to pass a glance to the foal games and storytelling with a smiling face, only to wonder if what she had done was a good thing or not. Did she want to be a Thief? Did she want to keep stealing and gathering information and hiding behind false facades just because of her earlier decision? Perhaps she’d get a chance to start over new – despite the fact her entire time in Helovia had been as a Thief – though not necessarily in rank, but love as well.
"Talk."
rexanna
Alright, SO. Rexanna let go of Crowley as a prisoner. It's set during the Festival, sometime throughout the night.
edit; would probably be best to stay between Thran and Rex at this point :D
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