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Entry tags:
- !open log,
- alter ego (dangan ronpa),
- apple kid (mother),
- bowser (mario),
- chihiro fujisaki (dangan ronpa),
- chiyo/vaporeon (pokemon),
- clear (dramatical murder),
- connor kenway (assassin's creed),
- cyrus (pokemon),
- desmond miles (assassin's creed),
- eirika (fire emblem),
- ellistree moonshadow/elf troll (warcraft,
- hajime tanaka (osu tatakae ouendan),
- haytham kenway (assassin's creed),
- jock/arcanine (pokemon),
- milimili/banette (pokemon),
- mondo oowada (dangan ronpa),
- pit (kid icarus),
- red (pokemon),
- rhys (fire emblem),
- snake (metal gear),
- soryk val'kaeon/blood elf (warcraft),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vivian/turret (portal),
- voile/gardevoir (pokemon),
- ziio (assassin's creed)
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Who: YOU
What: SNOW
When: DECEMBER 6th
Where: EVERYWHERE
WHAT: SNOW (BONUS TREE DECORATING)
As a quiet Friday dawned on the school's campus, one could perhaps...feel it in the air. A creeping chill, a silent, barely-detectable indication that yes. Tonight would be the night.

By Saturday morning, the entire academy would be covered in snow.
BUT WAIT

That wasn't all--a large pine tree had made an appearance on the main quad, in desperate need of decoration.
What: SNOW
When: DECEMBER 6th
Where: EVERYWHERE
WHAT: SNOW (BONUS TREE DECORATING)
As a quiet Friday dawned on the school's campus, one could perhaps...feel it in the air. A creeping chill, a silent, barely-detectable indication that yes. Tonight would be the night.

By Saturday morning, the entire academy would be covered in snow.
BUT WAIT

That wasn't all--a large pine tree had made an appearance on the main quad, in desperate need of decoration.
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But he wasn't insulted by it. If anything, it was only factual and how could he really fault her for something that seemed to genuinely just be a part of who she was? In honesty, easily. But for whatever reason, he didn't feel like biting at what seemed like an obvious lure. As if he was a fish who finally knew better.
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"Stubborn..." she almost whispered it before laughing a little. "Yeah, yeah that is one of the things I'm called often. Though more than usual in the midst of battle. Never quite knew when to retreat you know? The heat of moment and all, it was hard to remove myself when I was blinded by it all." That, and many other reasons she's sure those familiar with their world would know of.
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Because it was a feeling he never forgot. Never one to really be on the front lines of battle, Soryk liked the rush of power he got when life was stripped. Not from him, of course, but others. And he could understand the adrenaline Ellistree must have obtained when steel clashed with steel, sparks were born, and tension filled the air.
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"It's what you grow up with you know? Well, most of us. And then, depending on what road we take in life, we still get engaged with the concepts of war and combat, no matter how little or extensive it may be. It eventually stops being something you could do and it ends up being more of a way of life." In more ways than one.
"Though, I guess I don't mind having peace every once in a while... but I can't say that having nothing to do doesn't make me restless."
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Well. Back there, just about everyone was an enemy, and none so much more so than his own kind, with their backstabbing and vile, underhanded schemes. Not that he was so much better as to completely avoid that kind of political and societal corruption.
"I have lived a life of peace," Soryk admitted. "It was not so grand." In fact, he seemed to recall it involved seeing his parents and listening to them badger him about his wife-to-be and when they'd potentially be spawning endearing little half-elves.
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"One thing led to another and somehow things never really go according to plan." Something that made him eye the ring upon his hand. Like even now he was bound to her, though they'd been apart from one another for too long of a time. But it was something that softened him all the same-- thoughts of her, and assuming that knowing the woman, she had long since moved on and found a line of men to seek her affections.
"What of you?" he finally asked.