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    A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.

    “What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.

    You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.

    “You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”

    The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—

    just for a little while.

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    12 Apr 2024

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    chapter 15 - 9/25/24

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    You’ve been a linguist in the military for years, chugging along on non-consequential missions. An anonymous letter with the CIA emblem says to meet up urgently. Will your skills in your specialized field be enough to keep your head above water, or will you be crushed under the pressure?

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    11 Apr 2024

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    left off 37 4/10/24
    come back when done

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    "Astarion!" She's white with horror, frozen. Siobhan makes no attempt to hide her near nakedness. He's already seen too much.

    As he gets closer, he can see countless faint white lines crisscrossing beneath the fresh cuts, decades of self-mutilation. This is not the first time she's done this.

    "You mustn't tell the others," she begs, tears flowing freely down her face. "Please, they wouldn't understand."

    Astarion doesn't know how to respond, struck dumb by what he's caught her doing and her request. Siobhan's eyes search his face frantically, trying to divine what he's thinking and what he'll do next. With a start, he realizes they're playing out the inverse of the night he'd tried to drink from her. Now, he's the one being asked to protect a horrible secret.

    But he can hardly focus on what to do next, all thoughts deafened by the sound of her throbbing heartbeat pounding in his ears and the pungent smell of her blood flooding his nostrils.

    - - - -

    Bloodletting is a remedy that is hardly possible to estimate too highly. Or that's what they say. Siobhan has enough darkness in her past that maybe a little bloodletting is called for. Unbeknownst to her, Astarion is more than happy to oblige.

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    24 Apr 2024

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    so good if i forget about it i will travel back in time and shit myself.
    4/24 - chpt 13

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    The Lanes never sleep.

    The sunken streets may lie beneath Piltover’s heavy shadow, and it's faults are numerous and deadly, but no one can claim that the Undercity is boring.

    There is always colour to be found, if you know where to look.

    It’s something you pride yourself on – the ability to see what others can’t. Some mistake it for simple optimism. But you know it’s more than just that. It’s the thing that’s kept you alive this long, in more ways than one. You've always been happy to go wherever life has taken you, and you're a big believer in gut instinct.

    But you never expected to end up working as a bartender at The Last Drop – having been scouted by a blue haired girl who wouldn't take no for an answer.

    Neither did you expect to find yourself landed with the terrifying task of ensuring Silco's personal drinks cart is kept well stocked.

    And you certainly never expected to find yourself inadvertently become the weekly drinking partner of the Eye of Zaun himself.

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    17 Feb 2024

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    Captain John Price is forced to lay low, so Laswell sends him to a secluded home in Alaska - inhabited by you.

    ON HIATUS (im sorry)

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    27 Aug 2023