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  1. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    ((OOC: this post contains some blood and gore. Click the spoiler for a censored version.)) Full telepathy with a dark type required meditation, but this motherfucker's humanity, consent to the link, and receptive intent were enough to let in stream of remembered emotion. Jesse's eyes blazed...
  2. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Yeah. That fucking tracked. This asshole wasn't lying, he could tell that much. Oh, Brisa... listen kid, I know I got it wrong– Jesse clutched at his cheek fur and yanked until the pain brought the world back into focus. If he were talking to anyone else he could just pour his agonised...
  3. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    "You wanna talk evidence, you fuckin' hypocrite? You wanna know? Well–" Jesse cut himself off with a vulpine snarl. Why did he care this fucking much what this asshole thought. Why was he about to spill his own guts just to make a point. "Never fuckin' mind. You barely know my daughter. You...
  4. unrepentantAuthor

    Mystery Continent ~ Northern Pines

    "Fascinatin'!" breathed Luz. "Is it a phenomemon totally unique to the pair of ya? Y'ever find Radiance anywhere besides you 'n' yours?"
  5. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Jesse's claws raked the back of his chair and he bit down so hard it sent a pang of pain through his jaw. The nerve of this fucking guy. "Really. 'Never would've killed anyone.' Huh. You're sure? You're damn fuckin' sure? You aren't fuckin' psychic. She could absolutely fuckin' kill someone. I...
  6. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    "Oh, I see, that's alright, then," oozed Jesse, so nauseated by the anger in his gut that his grip left claw-marks on his desk, "I'm glad to hear that you let your daughter kill and die fer a good reason. So which is it? Did your kid actually wanna eat ya, or was she only a killer when it was in...
  7. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    "I did have a bunch of murderous assholes targeting her, you ignorant piece of shit! I had a daughter who refused not to use lethal attacks on people, and a town full of scumbags who'd love to see her dead whether she killed anyone or not! I fuckin' doubt you'd have done a better job than me...
  8. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Jesse turned away and let a white-hot flash of anger run through him and somehow managed not to burn this motherfucker to a crisp. "Can you fuckin' hear yourself? You think you have the fuckin' moral high ground over me 'cause you never got scared, never thought somethin' stupid, but you... You...
  9. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Jesse snarled with enough venom to put Sierra to shame. He didn't need a fucking type advantage. He'd pick this mongrel up by the goddamn scruff and wring him out until he saw stars. The nerve of this taint-sucking prick. "You think you know what fuckin' happened? What's been goin' through my...
  10. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Jesse blinked. Had he... heard that right? He reached to confirm from Dave's surface thoughts and his probe slid off the dog's mind. Fuck. Fucking dark type. "You... your daughter killed folks?" His jaw clenched up so tight he could barely get his words out amidst a full-throated growl. "Your...
  11. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    What the actual fuck was this clown talking about? Jesse was about to lay into him to say no, you dense motherfucker, that's obviously not what he'd fucking meant, but then— Brisa had remembered the whole time? And taken it to heart? What the fuck. How? By the time Dave was done speaking, he'd...
  12. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Jesse's mind was starting to bleed, which would be obvious to anyone who wasn't a goddamn dark type. If this self righteous little shit could only hear Jesse's thoughts he'd know how wrong he was, and be ashamed of himself. But he couldn't. So he didn't. What was the point in talking to this...
  13. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    "Eight?" muttered Jesse, wheels clearly turning in his head. Then he heard the rest of what Dave was saying and narrowed his eyes at the poochyena. Brisa knew that expression. She knew what came next. She backed out of her father's office, and went to shelter from the imminent diatribe...
  14. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Brisa's blood froze in her veins. Judging by his face, Jesse's was boiling. "What do you think you fuckin' know, huh?" hissed Jesse. "You think—" He cut off, his eyes snapping to Brisa's. There was a cauldron of emotion there; she saw anger, confusion, fear. Pretty much the same things she was...
  15. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Jesse looked at Dave like he was an idiot child. The tension between the two of them began to bubble. Brisa could feel it in her skull. Anger. Suspicion. Jealousy? Jesse leered at Dave, and spoke with an excess helping of derision. "Oh, y'think I'm gonna be tight-lipped about my whereabouts to...
  16. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    "Yeah, that figures. But you're here anyway..." There was a weird look in Jesse's face. More earnest, hopeful, than she remembered him ever being. It faded so fast, Brisa found herself wondering if she'd imagined it. It was frustrating to realise, but he'd only ever been difficult, hadn't he...
  17. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Brisa watched the two of them with apprehension. "I wasn't sure what to expect when I came here. I needed someone I trust to come with me." "Right," said Jesse, slowly. "Pleasure t'meet ya, David. I'd offer you a drink, but I suspect our bodies ain't all that real right now. So. Why don't you...
  18. unrepentantAuthor

    Spirits' Edge

    Brisa found her voice. "No, this ain't a dream, Pa. I don't fully understand it myself, but this is kinda like a... a constructed environment fer our spirits, made from yer unconscious mind or somethin'. It... it doesn't matter how. The point is, I came here to... to speak with you." Jesse...
  19. unrepentantAuthor

    Mystery Continent ~ Northern Pines

    Luz cocked her head. "Howdy, Blade," she said. "We ain't met yet, but I'm Luz. One of yer fella's spawn. Not sure exactly how to take yer meanin', but I'm guessin' ya don't have it on faith that Team Spectrum are genuinely well-intentioned. That's fine an' all, but the way things've been goin'...
  20. unrepentantAuthor

    Mystery Continent ~ Northern Pines

    It had been quite the flight from the Guild. Luz let Icetales approach Maple first. She wasn't sure another shade was the best person to help first thing. Maybe once she'd calmed down. Instead, Luz put herself in front of Joule. Or Millijoule, as she was starting to think of him. "Howdy...
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