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г  ᴬ   T⃨ale   ᶠ̲ᴿ̲ᴼ̲ᴹ̲   S⃨outh  C⃨aswea.  
                ₜ ₀  @Iostprince,   the stranger.   ⌑          
                ⳑ       ᵀᴼᴸᴰ   ᴵᴺ    ᵀᴴᴱ    ɐǝʍsɐ       ⅃
            
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ  ᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 WAS    IT    EXCITING    TO     YOU?
            AN EXORCISM IS SOMETHING I’D 
            HARDLY CALL THRILLING.  WHAT
            EXACTLY DID YOU EXPECT?   〞
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ID.  @UNEARTHD
            
            *  a wry sort of smile ,  eyes glinting with amusement .  fhyra did like to indulge in iron-blood suffering .  it always made things very interesting && warmed her countenance ,  being so far away from home && all .  *
            
            / lost / ,  you say ?  oh ,  dear .  that's most troublesome .  don't you know there's many a man who'd just pluck up a woman like you ?  && to think --  you're walkin' alone !  i'll keep you company .
            
            * ╱╱  i'd like to picture fhyra as this universe's cheshire cat .  pfft .

г  ᴬ   T⃨ale   ᶠ̲ᴿ̲ᴼ̲ᴹ̲   S⃨outh  C⃨aswea.  
                ₜ ₀  @VILLIFAES,   the fae   .   .   ⌑          
                ⳑ       ᵀᴼᴸᴰ   ᴵᴺ    ᵀᴴᴱ    ɐǝʍsɐ       ⅃
            
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ  ᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 AH,    GRETA.    I’M           ❨ … ❩     
            LOST.     IS THERE A REASON FOR
            YOUR PRESENCE?  YOU’RE A WAYS
            FROM HOME.   DON’T TELL ME 
            YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT MY OWN
            HEALTH?    〞
            
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                 ₁ ₎      THERE’S NO REST FOR THE WICKED,     ℨ   certainly no rest for Jynx Asono.   Exhaustion is evident in her face,  despite the sun shining high in the skyline.      Apprehension plagues her expression,  a certain degree of incredulity lingers in her gaze.    Greta,  an odd woman she was.   Pesky,  One could say.
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@UNEARTHD,  well, you can only run so much until you start missing things. like friends, the /food/.    [    a small smile crawls onto his lips, and while it mocks innocence the two knew that melusine was anything but. a grin then stretches, leaning back into the seat.    ]    i guess it was also boredom, i’ve missed our conversations. aren’t you lucky.

г  ᴬ   T⃨ale   ᶠ̲ᴿ̲ᴼ̲ᴹ̲   S⃨outh  C⃨aswea.  
                ₜ ₀  @salvague,   the melusine.   ⌑          
                ⳑ       ᵀᴼᴸᴰ   ᴵᴺ    ᵀᴴᴱ    ɐǝʍsɐ       ⅃
            
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ  ᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 I THOUGHT YOU FLEED FROM 
            SOUTH CASWEA,  HOWEVER THERE
            HAS BEEN AN ASTONISHING LIST 
            OF MURDERS THAT RESEMBLE 
            YOUR WORK.   IT WAS ONLY A
            MATTER OF TIME FOR YOU TO 
            DRAG YOURSELF ON MY VERY
            DOORSTEP.  A    SHAME.   I  SEE 
            YOU   FOUND  ANOTHER  VICTIM?   〞
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                 ₁ ₎      BEING UNIMPRESSED IS ONE THING,  being annoyed is another.   Jynx finds herself in the perfect balance of both.   Melusine seems to get under her skin in a way Jynx can hardly fathom.    It’s rare to fish a reaction out of a woman like her,  but with Melusine it’s possible.  A soft sigh escapes the woman when the siren makes himself comfortable.    It would be a very,  very,  long day.

@UNEARTHD,       /fortunately/    not.    [    and a smile crept onto his haunting features.  the siren wasn’t one to play nice,  but he knew when he would be biting more than he could chew,  and so he'd settle into the seat to which it wasn't offered to him.    ]    are you really that irked by my presence,  jynx.  how long has it been     ..a century?  i thought you'd be more glad that i was alive.

*   Hehehe

@salvague   nibbles on u!

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                г  ᴬ   T⃨ale   ᶠ̲ᴿ̲ᴼ̲ᴹ̲   S⃨outh  C⃨aswea.  
                ₜ ₀  @edaxrerum,   adamaris   ⌑          
                ⳑ       ᵀᴼᴸᴰ   ᴵᴺ    ᵀᴴᴱ    ɐǝʍsɐ       ⅃
            
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ  ᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 I’M   JUST   A   MERE   MORTAL.
            THEIR REASONING EVADES ME, 
            HOWEVER.   WORD OF MOUTH 
            SPREADS QUICKLY.  TELL ME,
            WHAT STORIES HAVE YOU
             BEEN    TOLD?    〞
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TELL ME, WHO ARE YOU, JYNX ASONO?

/   HORROR. CLOCK DAT

♡ horror 〃

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                г  ᴬ   T⃨ale   ᶠ̲ᴿ̲ᴼ̲ᴹ̲   S⃨outh  C⃨aswea.  
                ₜ ₀  @duIIahans, rufus  .  .   .   ⌑          
                ⳑ       ᵀᴼᴸᴰ   ᴵᴺ    ᵀᴴᴱ    ɐǝʍsɐ       ⅃
            
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ  ᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 FOR    YOU.    OF    COURSE.    
            BUT I’M OBLIGATED TO OTHER 
            DUTIES,    RUFUS.   THE SPIRITS
            HAVE TETHERED ME FOR ALL
            ETERNITY.   THERE IS NO REST 
            FOR THE WICKED.  YOU KNOW 
                   THIS    VERY     WELL.   〞
            
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                 ₁ ₎      JYNX IS CLOAKED BY THE NIGHT.    The new snow conceals any new foot prints that appear in her wake.       A woman of the dark arts such as her has no fears,  Rufus’ sudden appearance certainly doesn’t frighten her.    But,  the prospect of her attachment frightens her     ❨ … ❩      ℨ  Rufus knew that.    

surely, there is nothing left for you here. conditions are too cold for any of the produce you seek to thrive. so why do you come still?

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                г  ᴬ   T⃨ale   ᶠ̲ᴿ̲ᴼ̲ᴹ̲   S⃨outh  C⃨aswea.  
                ₜ ₀  @DRMYSTlC, doctor strange.   ⌑          
                ⳑ       ᵀᴼᴸᴰ   ᴵᴺ    ᵀᴴᴱ    ɐǝʍsɐ       ⅃
            
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ  ᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 THE    LAND    HERE    IS      ❨ … ❩     
            STRANGE.  I  BELIEVE THERE ARE 
            THINGS THAT AREN’T MEAN’T TO 
            BE UNCOVERED BY OUR MORTAL 
            HANDS.   BUT SOMETHING TELLS
            ME YOU’RE NOT ONE TO TAKE NO
            FOR AN ANSWER.      ❨ … ❩     HMM.   
            TELL  ME,   WHAT  DO  WISH  TO  
                           SEEK  HERE?    〞
            
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                 ₁ ₎      VISITORS WERE  UNCOMMON IN THE ASWEA.      If you were visiting,     it was easy to assume you were an unfortunate soul.      Today,    it seems like an unfortunate travel has stumbled onto Jynx’s doorstep.    The sound of a heavy rain trashes against the windows of her cabin,  mud tracks into her abode.     He’s still rather handsome   ℨ   pristine despite the torrential downpour that drenched his garments.      
            
                 ₂ ₎      He’s      ❨ … ❩     Unfamiliar.   A new face.  Dressed for a time period she could not name.  It sets her on edge,  she tenses slightly.        She offers a chair to a new guest, nodding towards the velvet cushion. 
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            ➢    ᴾᴬᴳᴱ ᴵᴵ‧     ╱      S⃨tart Q⃨uote,       
            〞 IT’S    A    RAINY    DAY      ❨ … ❩     
            IS THERE ANY REASON YOU’VE  
            CHOSE SUCH WEATHER TO GO
            AN INVESTIGATE THE LEY LINES?
                 ❨ … ❩     PERHAPS I CAN OFFER
            YOU    SOME    TEA.  A   BLANKET
                               PERHAPS   ?    〞
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@activscenev       〞I beg to differ.       […]        It’s not often that I see the sun,   I feel more like a star in the night.    Have you been watching me?    〞        

so much so     ..  you beg it to stop.

@svengalie     ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ    ⟢    come n get your dinner !!!