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He tapped his fingers against the table. His hands kept straight as they were handcuffed to make sure he wouldn't attack the person there to see him. “I don't....have my pencil.” He mumbled then leaned forward ready to scream at the young woman. “I don't have my pencil!”
-emptiness
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He felt as though there was a hole where his heart should be. All he really knew about how or what Oberon treated his daughter the months she had stayed with him played over in his head. And now his wife was subject to that abuse, but for some reason he felt as though it would be inflicted ten times over since Ariel had been the cause of Oberon's obsession. He trailed up her line until she finally gave in and gave herself to him to free her daughter, their daughter.
Cornelius sought to make sure River was safe before heading out to find his wife. The other part of his soul.
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It was always going to be complicated between them, knowing what they did and how they found each other. It had all been a terrible mistake and he knew that now. Frederick looked down at the ground shifting his concentration slowly to the waves ahead of them. “Are you sorry?” he asked her as he leaned on the railing. “I know you and me...we are never going to be how we're supposed to be but are you sorry? Because I'm not sure if I am.”
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His fingers tapped silently on the hard wood of the chair he sat on. “I'm going to. I have to tell him. I will,” he spoke to himself then began to laugh silently to himself. “he thinks that I don't have any right. Well he'll see. He'll see. I'll get what I want. I'm gonna get it.”
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He shook his head, he loved his sister to death but what she did just made him squirm. “How many hearts have you conquered and tossed away, dear sister? And how many more will you break tomorrow?” She was a storm that all men should fear. “What about the old man, from the Vale. He's loved you since you were a girl. You're about what now, twenty five? He was about that age when you met. Maybe toss some of that to him he might come in handy for you.”
Okay so I just added Frederick Frankenstein to this blog. So, yeah a bit on the multi-muse here now. If you want to rp with Victor Frankenstein's son just put his name the ask when you send stuff, same goes for Arthur.
