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w i c k e d the love of her life, but only out of fear. the relationship was as distant as they were regularly separated from each other. savior knows that the two were openly non-exclusive, but deeply loyal to one another, and each secreted jealousies that would never be displayed. the werewolf and the snake were a force to be reckoned with, both for their glamour and their influence. their love was one that was withdrawn, as neither displayed the affection afforded by other couples. it is a currency the both of them were miserly with. |
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h i g h l i g h t e r the girl known only as siria was a sight to behold; a confounding, albeit innocent and eccentric slave of many different colours. savior found her in the garden; eating strawberries and cakes and all manner of sweet and delicate things not suitably pleasant to the basilisk’s savoury tastes. the girl was escorted by a strange enchanted toy, a spider that savior took little liking to at first but soon found to be of a little comic relief later. the basilisk considers the young woman to be a sweetheart, but a silly one. a slave in limbo – neither without a master yet one owned by loyalty to an absent one, savior has yet to think about undertaking her into her own employ. she needs a little straightening out, though. a head needs to be put on those kaleidoscopic shoulders. |
b a r n a b é the huge comtois stallion was something savior should’ve been looking out for as she entered the belly of the tether one very cold and very busy spring evening. bittered by her thoughts and focusing on drawing warmth from a cup of coffee- savior had the unfortunate pleasure of walking straight into the drunken privateer, only to spill the contents over his tail! apologies exchanged, she for her clumsiness, and he for his being in the way, the basilisk bought him another round of his favoured wine and humoured him by trying to rinse the coffee from his tail. he commented on her frailty and went so far as to call her a ‘rangy hare’, which offered much rebuttal from the basilisk. she made a suggestion of having him buy her dinner, just to prove that she wasn’t simply thin out of choice. |
Barnabe (played anonymously) | |