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hobbitholmes) wrote in
synthneon2020-01-05 04:51 pm
Entry tags:
Β· CALL ME OUT (WINTER) Β·
Β· winter 2020 Β·
The shadow pooling underneath me, as it follows on the ground.

β PICK A MUSE FROM HERE
β WRITE THE NAME IN THE SUBJECT
β SEPARATE SECTION FOR VOICE TESTING
β ___new cmo out in a few months

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There are, at least, a few solid quick exits he's mapped out. Nyx keeps inching closer, wondering how keen these nymphs are.
Well. Why not.
He rips off a sizable chunk of foliage and hurls it far from the young man and himself. It doesn't quite land where Nyx had wanted it to go, but it's close enough. The nymphs, on extreme alert, immediately leave their posts to investigate. Quiet as a shadow, Nyx drops down next to the other.]
That's a few minutes' time, if we need it.