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×;; I've returned from the war(tm) but I have to get up early tomorrow and will go kayaking this weekend. I am unsure of when I will be able to write again, at this moment. ー

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The still snow littered canyons and buried jagged rocks;; This land was barren and unwelcoming. Bitter cold constructs lie in their frozen graves, undisturbed and frozen shut. There was no other shelter on this side of the icey terrain.

&& From a tall perch, a flame would flicker in the distance; barely visible from the snowfall. It lie just outside of the relics upper floors; there was only one reason for him to set a camp in such a close area. He wanted them to know he was here.

The accursed arbiter awaited just beyond those doors;; camouflaged, he stood ready to waylay any intruders. Should he be graced with the opportunity of a presence.

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“They understand that in hell, they will eat their own throats.”

— Ruth Irupé Sanabria, from “Ars Poetica,” Beasts Behave in Foreign Land

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“Godmother of the wild orchid: teach me to riot”

— Melissa Atkinson Mercer, from My Own Strange Beast

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“Something’s not right about what I’m doing but I’m still doing it—living in the worst parts, ruining myself. My inner life is a sheet of black glass. If I fell through the floor I would keep falling. The enormity of my desire disgusts me.”

— Richard Siken, Birds Hover the Trampled Field  (via furawa-su)

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“and there they stand, the gods, screaming for blood. not a sound passes their lips.”

— the gods thrive on silence / t.d.v (via histcries)

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How convenient; a hardy bunch had docked here to resign upon the relic like guard dogs; just as Ripa had arrived to obliterate any remaining loyalists.

' take control and place research stations ' ー how dare they defile this devine creation !!

From the sound of it, they'd be expecting possession over the ark.

He didn't like that.

If humans held control over the construct, that meant Ripa did not. There was no way to keep his eyes on every nook and crag with these animals sniffing about. He believed he held far more knowlage of the forerunners relics;; or rather, he felt entitled to the possession of them.

The arbiter allowed the silence to fall a few moments longer, then;

" Perhaps we are in a position to aid eachother. "

&& the metaphorical snake stays hidden in the grass.

" My men will clear out the ark, we can discuss ownership, later. perhaps, a partnership. I will be speaking to this high command, after the loyalists have been exterminated. "

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“I’m afraid that I am destructive, that if I have something good, I am compelled to destroy it.”

— passad-e (via faded-and-dreaming)

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Amongst those elites; lurked the tall && blasphemous Ripa. There he stood, like a wolf amongst sheep;; the overseer of the bunch.

&& he didn't seem to be to thrilled about the meeting, himsellf. Carrying his weight with petulantly.

" What tomfoolery causes you to beguile upon this relic ? To return here; likely to face another demise ? "

When he spoke to the captain, it was akin to the sound of the barking of orders. He wasn't afraid of unveiling his expostulation, or his distaste towards his unlikely ally. He saught no purpose for their presence on the Ark. Though;; it was clear that he was holding back somewhat.

" Has enough of your kind not fallen here ? "

&& thick claws would ball into frustrated fists; that lie, quivering upon his side.

He had expected the humans to return to their homeworld, and to rebuild. But instead, they seem to have stuck around, like gnats buzzing around his peripheral vision.

Gnats that would be begrudgingly unwise to harm.

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Ripa is kind of a hulking monster, let’s be honest

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ｂｏｏ   ｈｏｏ!

                   ——– Oh, did you expect me to CARE?