all for the game, by nora sakavic
“how’s that target on your back feel?”
“familiar.” Neil said.
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@grishasworld mission 0: get to know our members - favorite relationship
zoya picked up a kefta hanging over the back of my chair. it was gold brocade, the sleeves and hem embroidered lavishly in blue, the cuffs marked with jeweled sunbursts. “sable,” she said to me, stroking the lining. “i have never loathed you more.”
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@theshadowworlders mission: ships -- wessa
“This is about Tessa. I knew it was."
Will flushed, a wash of color across the pallor of this face. "Not just her."
"But you love her."
Will stared at him. "Of course I do," he said finally. "I had come to think i would never love anyone, but I love her.”
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@redqueenetwork task: mare barrow’s birthday week | day one; mare barrow
“With my newly pale skin and darkened eyes and lips, I look cold, cruel, a living razor. I look Silver. I look beautiful. And I hate it.”
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He wasn't a rebel; he was a survivor. He did whatever it took to get through the day.
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@grishasworld mission 2: favorite ship — alarkling
“and who will balance me?” the words emerged before i thought better of them, giving raw voice to a thought that haunted me even more than the possibility that the firebird didn’t exist. “what if i’m no better than you? what if instead of stopping you, i’m just another avalanche?”
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@grishasworld mission 2: favorite ship -- nikolina
“We were friends, weren’t we? Not just allies?”
“Don’t be an ass, Nikolai. We are friends.”
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She is Mother Earth.
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