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@iztirar          &&.                very much indeed,      consider me a mad soul in love. ;) 

@hyrded >> possessive much? ;)

@faeoirs         &.     indeed,    thank you.    she's rightfully mine.  ;)

@hyrded 
            
            ruhani did not look at the man who interrupted her almost meditative action of plucking the leaves off a young plant. a sapling about the size of a small shrub, but she identified it had a long way to go to become a tree. "insects." she hummed simply, flipping one of the leaves over to reveal the tiny white things clinging parasitically to the tender green. "small sacrifices need to be made to maintain order sometimes." her brown gaze fixed upon his visage when she turned, "wouldn't you agree, sir?"

    &.      i need ruhani to meet the egyptian god so damn much.          gimmie some drops please. 

    &.      <33

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>> (I wanted it to work because I took that background picture myself teehee )

@iztirar              as much as her words ignited a surge of anger that clawed at his chest and twisted his dark heart, rurik couldn’t bring himself to fully respond to what ruhani had said. instead,           the weight of her words only revealed the hypocrisy buried deep within him, making him more aware of the internal conflict he couldn’t escape.
            
            “what do you want, ruhani?” rurik asked, his voice sharp but laced with an undercurrent of something more—-        an unspoken frustration with himself as much as with her.

@hyrded 
            
            “And you call this…resistance?” Her voice decorated the charged air between them, gap getting dangerously smaller with each word exchanged. Her eyes bore in them equal parts challenge and scrutiny…and with it, a thrill only he could bring. “The pull of this abyss you speak of might get the best of us this time, rurik, it demands caution”