05-05-2018, 05:34 PM
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Bastille's stare tracked the twinkle of stardust as it fell, and he felt a subtle stir. Grimm's interest was piqued, and he wondered idly if this girl was similar to those twins from a few days ago. It was possible, he supposed, but Bastille wasn't in the mood to launch an investigation or question this girl about her past. Turning towards the Observatory -- how many times did someone have to offer to show her around before people actually started moving? -- the bengal drawled over his shoulder, "Come on, we can show you to camp and get you a room and shit." And then he was headed in that direction, determined to skip over more useless pleasantries.
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]