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Clea & Eilian

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Like this for a starter or for me to slide into your messages to plot. Most of Clea’s material is fairly old so I’m still tweaking how I want to portray her but I would love to throw her at as many people as I can! 

For me personally in my writing process it’s difficult for me to perfect her without using her so I appreciate any and all interactions.

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She’s beauty She’s grace She’ll blow up your ass with an energy blast and send it in another dimension.

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                                                                 Clea Strange

                                              Independent | Multi-verse | Selective

                    “ I know it might not fix the world -- 

                                                  I just thought it might make you

                                                             feel a bit better.  ”                             

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Stephen: -sleeps with anyone that’ll have his ass- Clea: I want a divorce. Stephen:

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stephen, it’s me. clea.

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Seeing Stephen was always a bittersweet experience. There was so much love between them once. In many ways, it was still there. She was always concerned for him. Though a wise man, Stephen often gave more than he should. She’d seen it first hand. He’d given wisdom and guidance to her freely when she was his apprentice. In many ways she missed those days. Then she knew she was more than a resource. More than an ally. More than a close friend.

But she couldn’t blame him entirely. He didn’t have the words she’d needed. He wouldn’t agree to fight for what they had. That was on him. But she couldn’t recall telling him what she’d needed in the first place. For him not to sleep with everyone who found him irresistible would’ve been a good start. 

Still she was always happy to see him well. Though she often wished for the courage to say more. Stephen took enough on himself. She wasn’t here to dish out blame. Between hiding from assassins sent by her family and aiding the Defenders, Clea seldom found a quiet moment. She’d thought, perhaps, just like she had in the past.. she could have a quiet moment here.

She’d let herself in and picked up with one of her favorite tomes. Levitating carelessly above the sofa, as if she were laying on it. But floating was just much more natural. More pleasant. She didn’t look up from her text when he entered, but a small smile graced her lips.

“ Hello Stephen. ”