Ankyra Sound V. That's the way the cornbread crumbles, that's the way the whole thing ends.
what's a little sweetheart like you
doing with a bloody nose?
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There's just the slightest continuity break in the shadows; a little glimmer of blue darting off of the hulk's massive back that drew Raleska's attention. Her gaze fell sharply upon the nebulous presence, her hackles raised upright as quills.

She did not like him or the way he made her feel -- she did not like the tone of his voice, nor the way he click-click-clicked his nails across the stone floor as if drawing pleasure out of her discomfiture. Terror was too bland a sense for what Raleska felt then: it was a sense of feeling her life was in overwhelming jeopardy. Forget the bastard lives worming in her gut -- her life was imperiled here.

She unfurled her limbs and stood strong -- no, this was her home. Her birthplace. Who the fuck was he to come threatening and lumbering in, and make her feel small? Her lips curled back in a snarl, and despite the mortal fear she felt quivering and making her legs feel like jelly, Raleska stood tall and fired a riposte back into the darkness. "That's none of your business. Get out."
all of which makes me anxious,
at times unbearably so.
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RE: V. That's the way the cornbread crumbles, that's the way the whole thing ends. - by Raleska - May 13, 2020, 01:52 PM