and now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Locke Moore
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Age: 34 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline
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LOCKE

This is one of those do we really want to do this now kind of things. Sadly the answer is yes. It's always yes. Maeve needs to get it done and it seems like there's an imaginary clock ticking now. So he's standing on the sand next to a goat. The goat is not jazzed about being here but it's fine. It'd be less jazzed if it understood what was about to happen to it. Poor thing has a rope around it's neck as it grazes. He's got the other end in the better of his two hands and a dagger in the other. He's only dropped it like twice.

Now he's just waiting for her to show up. If she comes. He has a feeling that of all of her little tasks, this is the one she dreaded the most. Doubly so now with the thing with Atlas. Either way, it's gotta be done so she  might as well ride the wave of emotion from that. Killing something shouldn't be taken lightly after all.
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in-between is mine


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and now my bitter hands cradle broken glass - by Locke - 05-27-2021, 09:32 PM

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