He Sits in his apparatment in New York City. Replaying events in his head. His night at the gathering was brief. He heard about Zombies, and then left. Normally he would jump at the chance for Combat. For Practice. But Tonight was different. There was a Shift if the air
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You said something nice about Jefferson! Hahahaha
And damn straight she doesn't want praxis... They don't deserve the privilige of having her as their prince... ;)
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Got an IC Email for Marcellus?? Id like to send a note from my new PC. ;)
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My dear Marcellus. One must always find equilibrium. Since Navarre and Lucian have started teaching me the blade there has been few nights to hone that which was naturally given to me, but I have still had causes to sing. Whether it is a derge, a battle song or something celebratory, if music is truely in your heart and soul, there will always be cause.
Just a thought from a childe to her sire.
Always I remain,
Aradia
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