05-09-2018, 11:42 PM
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the ascendants — kuiper corporal — tags
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Bastille had mixed results with tasks, it would seem. He could swear Suite forced him to socialize with her choice for him on purpose, and Starry... well, actually, his task hadn't been too bad, really. Neutral. Between that, he'd been the one handing them out, so really he was 50-50 at the moment. Stopping beside Hazel after a sideway glance at her, he drawled idly, [b]"I'll take one."
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]