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Lonan The Rebellious
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Lonan The Rebellious
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“We hear her voice in the pounding of our own pulse, in the cry of the raven, and in the wild wind.”
Parody / 21+ / Minors DNI Se unió Aralık 2025
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"Oh... oh I definitely believe I may need a lesson or two Joanna, I hope yer not too busy..."
With a smirk he raised his forearm, running his tongue over the spots she did. Though the other thing to notice were the wounds had already sealed up.
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as she did this, the blood pumping, the excitement flowing. He wanted so much more, but he knew this was all a part of her game.
Reach towards her face, he had actually cupped the side of it before moving a crimson beat from the side of her mouth into it with his thumb.
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He gave a small chuckle. "It just depends on which all mighty that they hope to see and which one accepts them. Be a real shame if they prepare for one and they get another... or should I not be sayin' such thin's."
He watched as she maintain her hold on his arm, then raised it-
⛧@aureasoror
“Though death is commonplace, folk here tend to be superstitious,” Joanna said, her voice dripping with indifference. She cared not for the whims of the common folk. “They will lay their grievances at the feet of the Almighty +
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"They don't realize how high they actually are until they fall and are surprised no one is there to catch them. Well, least yer Tyrant is gone... that'd be a pain in the ass for me to deal with."
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the city. It really was a nice town, but it almost felt too clean. Where was the dirt and grim? That's what builds character.
He gave a small chuckle as she spoke about the Tyrant that ruled her town. "I've got a real good track record when it comes to those people."-
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He nodded to what she said, then shook his head. "Naaaaaah, half the fun would be jumpin' in blind, caught of the off foot, makes me have to think and adjust! If I see how people fight, then I won't be at as much of a disadvantage!"
He followed behind her, admiring the view of-
𝑅͟𝑢͟𝑏͟𝑦@Tyrantkissed
“I think the best way to understand it is to see it for yourself,” Ruby suggested. She could have explained the Arcadion in detail, but some things were better experienced firsthand than described. “You can watch a few matches, get a feel for how everything works, and see the kinds of fighters who compete there.” A faint smile crossed her lips. “It’ll probably answer your questions better than I can.” With that, she began walking toward the Arcadion, motioning for Lonan to follow. The massive structure loomed in the distance, impossible to miss among Alexandria’s skyline. As they walked, she listened to him speak about the people he had encountered on his travels. The amusement in her expression faded into something more thoughtful. “Those kinds of people always seem to follow the same pattern,” she said. “They cling to power because they’re afraid of losing it. And the harder they cling, the harder they fall.” Her gaze drifted ahead. “Alexandria had a king like that once.” She shrugged lightly, as though the conclusion spoke for itself. “He’s dead now.” A small glance was cast in Lonan’s direction. “So I’d say your theory has a pretty good track record.”
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Lonan The Rebellious retuiteado
His attention shifted back to the girl. "Alright Apple, what would ya like me to do? Consider yerself to have my services for now." He gave her a wide grin
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"War huh? Well I guess I've figured out how I got here. I'm drawn to war and conflict's naturally. One of my mother's domains is of war, and I've grown an affinity to it."
He turned and looked towards the snow, wearing a very unamused look.
"Cowardice..." he mumbled
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"There ya go, ya got it..." He smirked as he would not move closer or farther when she stumbled backwards, not wanting to startle her.
And she began to speak, giving a quick summary of the snow and what it meant to her. Which was nothing good.
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/ ( * 𝓑𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 ! )@flospomum
There’s a slow nod as she makes another attempt to pronounce his name in a small whisper ; her pronunciation much better this time. She stumbles backwards a bit, trying to keep her distance—𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙. »
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"Might? Well then that's more than enough reason to continue to give ya offerin's. Now the question is what would ya like... besides... well, yers truly~" He whispered towards her as he smirked.
"Though, I guess that is me to figure out... where would the fun be if you told me?"
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His praise brought a mischievous smile to her lips. It seemed he knew the key to her heart. “I shall expect more offerings from you,” Joanna said, drawing him closer. “And if you comply, I just might reward you.”
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space to breathe. "If that's what ya want to be called, then I'll call ya that."
"Alright Apple, let's start from the beginnin', yeah? The Eternal Snow, what is that."
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As he had slow raised, a soft smile would greet her. "There ya go, nice and easy. I ain't gonna hurt ya, ya got my word and my word is all I got."
He gave a small chuckle. "Nah, not Lonen, Lonan, A not E, like Apple."
As she raised up, he would take a step back, giving her-
/ ( * 𝓑𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 ! )@flospomum
Oh, she’s only acting like this because, where she comes from, Gods are the top of the classes ; higher than regular Kings! And, well, she’s just an Apple ; a cupbearer! The smallest hint of a scared and tragic smile appears upon pale features as she slowly dares to rise to »
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Of course he knew her name, it had been hammered in how important this marriage was. Torn he could also feel how some other gods hoped it would fail so the fighting would resume.
"Listen, if it means anythin', I'm sorry..."
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When she spoke up, her voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
"Uhhhh, yeah, this it is. You, me, and the fact that we are keeping everythin' from spiralin' to the end." He then gave a nod "Lonan, yeah... means little bird. And yer Izana, right? I said it properly?"
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Mass extinction. Daemons, Gods, Mortals, everything. That was what this marriage was preventing. Despite the weight of all that, he could not feel it outside the disdain his *wife* had for him in this moment. He could feel his everyone movement be scrutinized under her gaze.
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* ❦ 𝕯ᴵⱽᴵᴺᴬ ♱ 𝓡ꪮ𝚂ᴬ̲𐍂𝔦ꪖ 🥀@LILITHSPSALM
the velvet───draped dining room played host to a most unholy afternoon tea. across the sprawling expanse of a deep emerald tablecloth, they sat entombed in a contractual arrangement. what a way to their
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