brennvin: (pic#16933844)
๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง. ([personal profile] brennvin) wrote in [community profile] allthisshitisweird 2024-05-23 02:40 am (UTC)

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[ Really, sheโ€™s got to respect the balls.

Being unceremoniously plunged into any perilous situation, โ€˜run directly at itโ€™ is usually Astridโ€™s M.O. — she knew more than a few men like that back in the mountains, and her brother had undertaken his own share of absolutely batshit stupid reckless daredevilry — but this, right here, with that molten fire demon ahead of them, is probably not actually a good idea.
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What the fuck are you doing!? [ Astrid shouts, trying to derail the rifter. Heโ€™s strangely-dressed, his sweater a far brighter blue than sheโ€™s used to seeing: crisp machine-woven fabric, artificial dyes, a glimmer from another world. The tallish woman with unruly braided blonde hair is running between the trees, down the forest slope towards the new arrival and the demon, trying to reach them in time. Giving him the benefit of the doubt, she hollers: ]

Is it an enchanted shirt??

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