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Terra Et Tempore
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You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The witch professor puts one hand on her mother's back, supplying healing light magic while the other hand supported Mercy so she couldn't fall easily. "I got you mom." Her voice was trembling but not panicked. "Can I help you somehow?"

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

You got poisoned with a magic blocker. What can we do to ensure your survival?" The witch asked and, although the magic did not work, she kept applying it. She did only care for keeping her alive for now.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
There was Melanthia and Scara-something, who were always arguing. Scara looked strangely familiar, but Moon couldn't place him. Azazel was also ranked highly within the organization. And there was Doctor Elodie, and Mercader, and that was about all she knew.
She had a really bad feeling about what was happening. Bliss was sending them to the cottage, they had discussed in yesterday's meeting. But that was ages ago. Before Lydia, before the drug, before the visit...
She was starting to get a headache from the drug wearing off. While Moon resented the higher dosage that Bliss kept giving her -- she liked thinking, thank you very much -- she couldn't deny that it stopped the withdrawal symptoms. Moon suspected that going cold turkey from the drug would literally kill her. She didn't have enough magic in her like the rest of them to protect herself. Weak.
cw: e.d.

But that wasn't the only reason Moon
was lightheaded.
She was rather hungry.
But it wasn't like she could eat any more. A half dozen sugary macarons were just about the worst thing that could've happened to her. She could feel the sweet poison coursing through her veins alongside Bliss's blood.
Pathetic. She couldn't even control one thing.
Moon was at Bliss's mercy, just like she had been her mother's mercy. At least back then, she had been stronger. A year at Eleanor West's had made her weak. It had gotten her out of practice for adventuring, out of practice for protecting herself, out of practice for controlling variables.
She would eat something small tonight, Moon promised herself. Until then, she could wait. There was too much she needed to figure out first.
But it wasn't like she could eat any more. A half dozen sugary macarons were just about the worst thing that could've happened to her. She could feel the sweet poison coursing through her veins alongside Bliss's blood.
Pathetic. She couldn't even control one thing.
Moon was at Bliss's mercy, just like she had been her mother's mercy. At least back then, she had been stronger. A year at Eleanor West's had made her weak. It had gotten her out of practice for adventuring, out of practice for protecting herself, out of practice for controlling variables.
She would eat something small tonight, Moon promised herself. Until then, she could wait. There was too much she needed to figure out first.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
Caspian didn’t have a clue what was going on, and assumed everything was all good. But he was getting a bit hungry.
Caleb saw the shadow and went outside, seeing Scara fighting it. He knew it. “Hey! You poop!” he said, running out of the house.