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The Show Must Go On
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Armande watched the couple. His stomach turned and red seemed to film his eyes, rage such as he rarely let himself feel. As if flaunting their disgusting and unnatural union to his very face, the 'woman' began amorously flirting with Kent, implications of what they would do clear in her words and body language.

He wanted to vomit. So angry was he, that he was surprised to feel that his jaw was clenched until it felt of iron. His blue eyes blazed with fire that should consume them where they were. He longed to rise up and strike down the creature and that traitor. They taunted him. But he breathed slowly instead, letting is heartbeat slow as he watched them leave. Patience. Little by little, he got possession of himself, of his emotions. Patience would bring them to him. And then they would die, fully aware of why they had been put down. There was anticipation at the thought.


He brought up his wallet and began to look up the address in the woman's file. He had only begun to plan his assault when his wallet beeped and he looked at it. His news aggregator had been programmed to alert him when there was news concerning any number of interests, from archaeological discoveries and cases of the sickness to freak accidents and those enhanced individuals that were appearing more and more in news reports.

In this case, though, the keyword that had triggered the alert was the most important one of all. Ascendancy. A news conference. Armande began the playback, headphones in his ear switch to receive audio from his wallet rather than his listening device.

As he listened his face darkened.

The world had changed.
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[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-02-2015, 04:22 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 11-03-2015, 08:22 AM
[No subject] - by Armande - 11-03-2015, 11:26 AM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-04-2015, 10:50 AM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 11-05-2015, 02:06 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-09-2015, 03:03 PM
[No subject] - by Armande - 11-16-2015, 05:08 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-18-2015, 05:29 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 12-09-2015, 09:52 AM
[No subject] - by Armande - 04-16-2016, 01:32 AM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 04-23-2016, 03:38 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 04-25-2016, 09:14 AM
[No subject] - by Armande - 05-16-2016, 11:24 AM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 06-09-2016, 03:24 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 06-13-2016, 12:28 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 06-20-2016, 12:21 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 06-20-2016, 02:41 PM
[No subject] - by Armande - 06-20-2016, 03:03 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 07-08-2016, 12:00 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 07-11-2016, 10:55 AM

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