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Blake had only just managed to lay eyes on the thing before she felt Lux yank her along by the arm. Unlike him, Blake was technically never without her weapons, and saw things very differently. "Wha--aw, come on, I wanted to fight it!" she complained as she was dragged away. It was arguable...

"Fuckin' dead asleep in my room, where else would I be this time of night?" Blake hollered back at Lux as she met up with him, her light clothes a bit singed and her face smattered with soot. "Besides, y'know, YOUR room." The joke didn't have much time to land as the Ferrand girl rapidly found...

Blake had long since passed out on her bed, her usual nighttime garb of a tank top and baggy sweat pants serving the role that a blanket usually would. One arm rested on her stomach, the other on the floor as she snored loudly, resting diagonally across her bed. The muffled boom did not...

Blake bounced on her heels, excited that she'd gotten Lux to agree. Now at the edge of the forest, they were ready to begin. "Just let yourself go with it, it's fun! No one's gonna be watching us out in the middle of the woods!" With that, she tore off at a sprint, jumping atop a large rock...

"Kilien" and "King" were probably the only two people Blake consistently heard Larrainth refer to by...well, not their surnames. For D'Amour it made sense; the two had been fairly inseparable for years, to the point that seeing them apart for long periods was weird. For Kilien, it was...

Throwing an arm across her chest, Blake began stretching, looking rather relaxed. "I thought it was pretty well known that I'm always good for a a quick throwdown. Don't have to get fancy about it," she said nonchalantly before switching which arm she was stretching. Then she noticed Colt...

Gray-blue eyes shifted over towards Colt, and she made to answer the question. "Yeah, she's--" She was quickly cut off by the young Vigilite, and her gaze quickly slid back to the silver-haired woman. "Uh...no, I don't think I was first. I think she had a little stack going by the time she got...

Blake followed suit with Colt, entering the arena before pressing a fist to an open palm and bowing in return. The fight erupted quickly. Colt's control over his magic was impressive, to say the least. The stirring dust around Blake was easy enough to spot, and the cards he flung as projectiles...

Blake shrugged, eyeing the instrument. It probably made for a good pastime, but she'd never been much good at music. The guitar suited Colt quite well, though. "Hey, I'm not judgin'. Sounds nice, and everyone needs a hobby." She noticed the Pirian boy size her up, and her grin widened. Looking...

Getting a letter on Heart and Hearth Day wasn't something Blake had ever expected, even less so from Colt Pirian. He was chummy, sure, and a bit of a smooth talker, but the letter sending type? That seemed off-kilter. Of course, once Blake had unraveled the parchment and given it a read things...

Blake laughed, as carefree as ever. Lux could be such a worrywart sometimes. "See, that's the neat thing about freerunning, Luxy: ya start wherever ya want. We're headed up to the training course in the forest, right?" She pointed in the direction they were to be headed as they stepped out the...

A ROYAL FLUSH?! "Shit, fuck, balls! Holy hell, Nor, you've gotta have the devil's own luck!" Tonight was not Blake's night, it seemed. And she just polished off the last of her second drink, as well. "Damn it all, I'm one hand from being out of allowance money here..." she grumbled, glancing at...

Blake quirked a brow. "Right..." she muttered. If anyone was likely to do such a thing it would be Larrainth herself. And here she was, a suspect. So...off to a great start. Of course, the conversation that unfolded afterwards between Larrainth and the Vigilites quickly revealed that wasn't...

Blake offered Lux a playful squint and a bite of her lip when he pulled her close. Just as soon as the moment began, it was over, and things were back to being tension-free as smoothly as warm butter across hot bread. That was just how things had been between them, ever since...well...

"Arena threeee!" Blake whooped and broke into a jog towards her destination. She was blind to the crowds for the most part, uncaring for whatever nobility had postured themselves among the audience above. Blake wasn't here to entertain or impress, she was hear to push herself, and hopefully to...