Entry tags:
- we the lost: !ic,
- we the lost: eliza owens,
- we the lost: emily kaldwin,
- we the lost: kd6-3.7,
- we the lost: meulin leijon,
- we the lost: montague "monty" navarro,
- we the lost: phillip gray,
- we the lost: renart,
- we the lost: royce melborn,
- we the lost: the psiionic,
- we the lost: toriel,
- we the lost: zangetsu
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[Meulin hangs back a little, enough to let him touch that fleck of gold and not her] Bringing it to the surface was...it was more than anything I'd ever felt. Just a pure rush of--of that. Hope and trust and all that this is supposed to be. I've seen crimson too on my way here as well.
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Are we meant to collect it, do you think?
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[He takes a big step back, so that he can give her a good look-over.]
Do you feel as if you've been changed?
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[Meulin smiles and ghosts her hand over the wisp, not touching] It made me hope. Wonder if they sent this as a gift. Or if it was just out there lost waiting for us.
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[He says, a tinge of sheepishness to his voice.]
I remember the Sisters better than the colors they represented. Rae, she was gold and red, wasn't she?
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Rae was gold and red, yes. I always remembered what colors I was good at getting because they mostly went to her. I'll admit I don't remember much about the others. Besides Eve. And that's only because she explained.
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[She feels a little bad but she handle spent much time with them. Their colors called less so]
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[The stained glass jogs his memory.]
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I think or only real interaction back then was him wingmanning for you.
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"Wingmanning"?
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I have no idea where the term came from but, you know, either talking you up to someone or getting out of your way if you have it under control.
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[He makes a big show of considering this, rubbing thoughtfully at his chin.]
Lifting up my wings, perhaps.
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