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[PRIVATE] Released Through a Dream (d'art, Arah)

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Outcast atk: 7 | def: 10.5 | dam: 3
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15hh :: 5 HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
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Arah
It’s that though we learn from our mistakes we’re condemned,
To make those same mistakes
again and again.

Legs were sore from keeping up a steady trot from patrolling the borders. Nothing was out of place, making the ivory doe in a rather good mood. The pace she set now was slow, her mind was settled on some rather deep thoughts. The tension between the Throat and the Basin was unnerving, however she was glad that it was now out in the open. Now she could discuss it, if necessary, with other members of her herd. Still, she had been keeping to herself lately. Not many had proved themselves loyal to the Basin, making her weary to talk with them. In the end she only really trusted Roland and her superiors. Which was what made hew pause as d'Artagnan's voice rang out calling her. Frowning she turned immediately and walked towards him. It took only a few minutes before she appeared behind him and the prisoner. Elegant and long strides brought her directly to the side of the time mender. Her eyes settled on the swine that lay on the ground. She knew who this was, the rat, the traitor. Still she did not fully understand why he was being treated as badly as this. What he had done must have been a pretty major mistake.

"d'Artagnan." She said simply. Turning to look at him, her bowed her antlered head in his direction as a sign of respect. She didn't know what he wanted from her, but she shivered with worry mixed with anticipation. It was surprising, since she had joined the Basin she had slowly become a mare of little words. The only difference apparently was when she was at a herd meeting, feeling annoyed at the amount of trespassers the Basin had recently experienced. She turned back to the worthless bit of scum on the ground. Fiercely loyal to her current home, Arah would do just about anything to keep it safe. Her soft voice tumbled from her chops. "What do you need Doctor?" She wasted no time in getting to the point. She was sure that the time mender would be appreciative of this.

Her harsh golden gaze bore into the prisoner. She knew what she could do with him, she knew what kind of damage she could cause. But what did d'Artagnan need or want from her? The need to know burned through her. However she kept her mask blank, she would rather keep her emotions and thoughts away from this prisoner. She snorted softly, her breath fogging up in front of her.

[[OOC note; Shit post.
Okay, so Arah is just going to blank out Val's memory, Tee doesn't want an alternate memory implanted (sadface). Arah is going to need to know the name (The Plague) and the fact that Valentine was apart of this secret society. She doesn't need the details of the memories, what he did, who is in it, what they stand for or anything like that. This will keep Arah from knowing really anything about the Plague and she will get to keep out of it, and the massacrists unicorns can sleep easy knowing their secret is safe from her and Valentine. Everybody wins!]]
And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.

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RE: Released Through a Dream (d'art, Arah) - by Arah - 06-12-2013, 06:31 AM

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