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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Anyone! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On the FLOOT LOOP stations! Or the planet!
When: WHENEVER time is an illusion.

[you know the drill! this is a mingle for the stations floating around the bizarre forest planet, or the forest planet itself!

want to get away from the forest illusions? are you stopping for supplies? were you just really craving a bowl of Floot Loops for some reason? whether you are backdating for pre-planet shenanigans or just want to mess around, this is the post for you!]

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[wolfuncaged]

[Not a wise thing to ask, Fenris, really. At the mere mention of the word magic, he tenses, his brows furrowing.]

It is not magic. [It is. And it isn't.] It is something that was inflicted upon me.

[theboogieman]

[the nice thing about anger is that it's usually honest. he tilts his head again, a little.]

A curse.

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris's hands clench, an automatic response from the first clear memory he has. A memory of screaming and agony. Of being marked, forever.]

It is called lyrium. My former master burned it into my skin.

[theboogieman]

[he thinks, for a moment.

and then he just. starts walking away.

that answered his question, so. off he goes.]

[wolfuncaged]

[Thank the Maker for THAT. Fenris will just continue on his brooding, hoping that's the end of that insanity.]