[AW] no more alone or myself could I be

[Reichenbach]

ON RAGLAN ROAD ON AN AUTUMN DAY I SAW HIM FIRST AND KNEW THAT HIS DARK HAIR WOULD WEAVE A SNARE THAT I MIGHT ONE DAY RUE  A rather uncouth snort escaped Reichenbach's sooty nostrils at Aion's cool response, his silver eyes sharpening ever so slightly as he responded: "No. But I'm not adverse to tossing you in either." Reich's baritone voice echoed subtly over the lake, musical and humoured as it slowly floated into silence. He regarded his companion, tilting his great head to the side with a wry smile, not one to be put off so easily. In the past his temper had been a quick snare, one that had been easily tripped repeatedly - resulting in bruised knuckles and a bloody grin. Now... well, he'd improved a bit. A bit. He could still feel that burning heat of a challenge, the readiness to smash teeth and blacken eyes, to roar and laugh and spit - all things it did not look like Aion was capable of doing.  He was so elegant and pristine that despite his icy gaze, the man gave off a distinctly feminine presence. Not that there was anything wrong with that (in fact, had Aion not been so aloof, Reichenbach would have been impressed) - as it was, he felt that the cold eyed stranger would have other talents. It was quite possible, in fact, that his talents could be far more deadly than anticipated.  "I'm Reichenbach," he offered, showing a glint of bone white teeth as he spoke - not quite friendly, but not ready to beat some sense into the elegant stranger just yet. ON GRAFTON STREET IN NOVEMBER WE TRIPPED LIGHTLY ALONG THE LEDGE OF A DEEP RAVINE WHERE CAN BE SEEN THE WORTH OF PASSIONS PLEDGED @AION argh omg i'm sorry this is poop but I wanted to get something up!  We could have them fight as a spar if you like?

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