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Vendetta had discarded the mask she’d worn to Denocte long before leaving for the return trip to Solterra. It had been an interesting vacation, if you could call it that, from her day to day role at home. The company had been at times questionable, the scenery like something out of a fairytale and the food, well that had been alright. The most exciting thing the unicorn had come out of it with was the dagger, and she was ready to take it home and add it to her collection.

Along the way, she decided to stop off at Vitae for a short rest. Even for someone acclimated to Solterra’s unforgiving heat and never ending sand dunes, the trip was lengthy and she had no plans of letting the sun suck all of the moisture from her body. Vendetta stepped beneath the shade of the oasis and made her way toward the pool of water in the middle. Low hanging fronds dragged across her skin as she walked, and the light and dark of her skin made a strange camouflage effect in the dappled sunlight.

She stood a short distance from the water and considered taking out the dagger she’d purchased to admire it in the light of day. Her tele played gently along the handle, gripping it lightly, until suddenly she was no longer alone. Vendetta’s ruby eyes snapped to the shape that had risen from the water and was now speaking to her. For a second she thought about brandishing it just for the interruption, but luckily for the intruder, Vendetta happened to take well to flattery.

“And a queen I am,” she said, looking over the other equine as they pushed themselves out of the water a ways. Queen enough at least. Vendetta may not be able to call herself Queen of Solterra, or any of the courts, but in her profession she may as well have been. Nobody could say that she lacked confidence. When the other requested her name, she paused for a moment if only to observe her a little closer. A hippocampus, but confined to the water. Curious, and what an awful small jail cell she’d found herself in. “You may call me Vendetta.” Truthfully, she did not care enough to ask the same.

"Speaking."
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little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Jaylin - 01-24-2019, 07:25 PM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Vendetta - 02-09-2019, 12:43 PM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Jaylin - 02-17-2019, 04:24 PM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Vendetta - 02-22-2019, 05:31 PM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Jaylin - 03-28-2019, 06:47 PM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Vendetta - 04-07-2019, 09:34 AM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Jaylin - 07-03-2019, 09:41 PM
RE: little bit of devil in those angel eyes - by Vendetta - 10-29-2019, 09:33 AM
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