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the only red she wears is the band at her wrist, a leather bracelet she’d had back before the curse had broken. the streaks in her hair have long since faded ---but hidden in her suitcase is the red cloak - something she couldn’t leave storybrooke without, even if she is in control of her wolf. it’s not a risk she’s willing to take. 

and yet, here she is, having left everyone she knows behind. and why? to find others like herself. when the  curse had lifted, everyone found their friend, their family. but apart from granny, most of her family ---the others like her, are dead. or left behind in the enchanted forest. it’s impossible to know which. and while emma had promised she knew nothing about anything other than human in the world outside storybrooke, ruby couldn’t help but search. it’s not as if she was going to learn anything simply staying in the tiny, protected town. 

it’s not the full moon, and ruby feels no urge to turn. with complete control of it now, it’s not the pull of the moon that dictates her shifts regardless. but tonight she’s following the prick of her skin, a strange feeling that leads her to a somewhat crowded part of town, despite the hour. people in storybrooke had almost always been tucked into bed by ten, but here, the night seems to just be starting. 

eyes turn to her as she passes, each gaze sending a shiver down ruby’s spine. she knows the smell of wolf, and this isn’t it. it’s something else, something she doesn’t recognise. but by the looks she’s getting, she’s not the only one who can tell the other is different. eyebrows knit softly, red lips parting, before closing again. she knows better than to ask. 

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“------Lara.”

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[ Closed - Lara/Kahlan ]

They walk, side by side. Something hat Kahlan is grateful for. She's meet countless villages and cities over the years, but she had already been their Mother Confessor. These people, they aren't of the Midlands, they don't know her as their highest voice of reason. If they were to choose, they could turn their back on her, and that would be the end of it. She will not force unwilling people into a treaty they don't want. 

Even if Lara want it. 

Even if Kahlan wants it. 

She can only hope that they accept what Lara has to say, about the offer of their lands joining with the Midlands. She allows herself a nervous smile at Lara, before she pushes such feelings of nerves aside. She won't show weakness. 

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This Could Be Home || Jody

It had been a particularly exhausting apocalypse season.  Nothing really major, more like a bunch of little things popping up all at once.  Faith had been on the road for nearly two months now, putting out fires and helping slayer crews all across the country.  Now, finally, she was pulling up in front of Nocturne, exhaustion filling her but knowing this is where Jody would be at this time of night.  Stowing her helmet, worn more to appease local law enforcement than because she felt like she needed one, the slayer shoved a hand through her hair and then made her way inside.  Spotting the woman in question near the bar she smiled and headed in that direction, weaving through the usual crowd of bleeders and vampires.

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send me a “☁” and i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter. 

Right here, right now, I give my life to live again. I'll break free, take me -- my everything, I surrender all to you. - I surrender, Celine Dion

Accalia knew it was time. Her wolf wouldn't let her deny it or put it off any longer and she, herself, craved it with every fiber in her body. She needed Niki's mark, she needed to know that she belonged to the Imperator for the rest of their lives. She made her way to Niki's apartment, a slight spring in her step. Pausing at the front door, the beta knocked, waiting for her lover and -- hopefully -- soon-to-be mate. She was ready. 

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midnighthunters replied to your post:I’m just going to convert every muse I’ve ever had...

Been debating doing this myself.

I completely lose muse in the time it takes me to switch blogs. That's why I have sideblogs. 

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                    "-- Why?"