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Vincent Amorason ([info]quitethecharmer) wrote,
@ 2009-06-18 23:12:00


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Flashback: Age 4 1/2 - Legacy
Vincent sat on the floor in Lord Hrimhari's home, waiting for the girls to decide if they were going out to play with him as wolf girls or just girls. He looked around, admiring some of the pelts they used to keep the heat in, and the assortment of gifts Lord Hrimhari had received from his friends in Asgard.

He came to one item in particular and paused, before getting up to examine it more closely. He pulled a rock over to stand on, something about the item compelling him. It was a relatively plain iron mask, hanging on the wall. Vincent pursed his lips as he examined it.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2009-06-19 05:39 am UTC (link)
He may or may not have been about to hug Rahne appreciatively, but his friends are here now. They need to go play.

He goes and takes each of them by the hand, smiling. "Art thou ready to go see Lady Hildy? I spotted some wildflowers on the way here that we can bring to her."

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[info]princess_mutt
2009-06-19 05:43 am UTC (link)
"Aye!" They proclaim in stereo.

Rahne just smiles indulgently at all three of them.

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