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Astra didn't stay back, but she didn't advance either. She just stood there, with crossed arms, and watched. "Pleasure to meet you." She smiled. "Astra Ay. And I know who you are." Expand Tondon continues storing Connection, and observes, ready to intervene if something goes wrong. Astra can barely remember he’s there, but he slips her a knife, then stands so @The Stormfather is between it and him. Astra grips the knife firmly, her wrist at her hip. "A simple trip to the cards, dear," she smiled, with a quiet voice, "A simple tour of the casino." She laughed lightly underneath her breath, "It was only a coin. Only some dice. Only a drink." She blinked with an air of nostalgia and returned to the conversation. "Yes. It was quite the storm."
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"Tondon-" Astra said in a hushed, quick voice. She reached out to touch his arm. Astra didn't stay back, but she didn't advance either. She just stood there, with crossed arms, and watched. "Pleasure to meet you." She smiled. "Astra Ay. And I know who you are."
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"A really nice guy," Astra repeated. She snapped her head towards the noise. "Yes. I'll follow." [willshapers have transportation]
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Astra just smiled and watched him as he spoke, then flipped her hair lightly and raised her eyebrows when he turned back to her. "I don't believe I've met Jaksyn." She gazed around the swamp absent-mindedly, yet incredibly focused.
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Astra smiled, stepping back and shifting her weight towards her heels, hands at her hips with flamboyance. "Dear. You're a living magnet." She swung her bag of stone to the side and knelt down by the pink crystals, using surgebinding to create two shields. (@Edema Rue did this work?)
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"A twinborn..." Astra crossed her arms, and tapped impatiently with her fingers. "Let us see, darling. Let us see. Perhaps we must begin with a central alliance... This is the way, yes." She nodded to herself with a smile. "I always love a little... risk." Astra looked back up at Tondon. I like him, remarked Rivia.
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"Kill you? Dear, I'm a Willshaper," she laughed lightly, "I'll be setting you free." She walked around him twice. "As far as where I come from... I suppose I have no real home," she made eye contact with him, "I've seen it all." She paused to face him, leaning in and speaking no louder than a whisper. "I believe we know not our powers until we are put in most danger."
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"What are you?" Astra said, as her eyes ran over him to decipher his character.
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Astra makes eye contact with the tribute, a small smile pressing in her lips. "Darling, I don't think we've met," she offered out a hand, "The name's Astra."
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Astra sees a tribute [somewhere] who catches her eye. She pauses there for a moment. Trying to shape his character. Trying to shape his life. His story. What does it all mean? How can I set them free if I set myself in chains?
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Astra pulls the fabric closer to her as she breathes in the cold air. You ready? Rivia asked. Yeah.
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Astra smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Don't worry about me, darling." She took the backpack and slung it over her shoulder, arms strained under the weight. Then, she swung the doors back open, into the light of day.
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Astra smiled and put out her hand. "The stone."
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"Alright then. I need stone. That's all." She cocked her head to the side with a smile. "And as for blood..." She leaned in. "Who's?"
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thank you to every single gorgeous soul on here who has supported me these last few months
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"A light drink- I'm far too tipsy for my own good," Astra joked sarcastically. She looked around, eyes falling on the Gambler, "I doubt he'll let me play another game. What do you want, and what do you have?"
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Astra was stunned for just a few moments before breaking into a grin filled with genuineness and truth. She reached out to lightly touch his hand on the counter. "Let's give them something to watch," she said with a curt nod, smiling at his eyes. This was a beautiful soul. And if she couldn't fight for herself. And if she couldn't fight for Sawyin. She would fight for him. And all the people out there, like him, with their own stories. And their own lives. And their own chains. And their own truths. And their own hardships. Their own loves. Their own prides, joys, betrayals. Their own folks. This was why she was a Willshaper. This was why she was here. And no one would ever take that away from her. Never. "Let's give them something to watch." Astra repeated, with more assuredness and brighter eyes.
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Astra smiled nostalgically. She looked up at Corin, about to say something, but then shaking her head slightly and closing her mouth to a bitter grimace, she looked back down at the glass. Those times. They died with Sawyin. She could never get those times back. She could never free the desperate. She had failed. Life before death. That was why she was here, wasn't she? Her life counted. Everyone's life counted. Her life could make a change. It could change but one life and it was a life well lived. She would fight till the end. Always. Just like he did. Just like they all did. Strength before weakness. And yet, here she was, drunk beyond measure at a casino again. She could never show a crack. A misstep. She was here for a reason. She was here for a reason. And no one could take that reason away from her. No matter how hard they tried, Astra would grasp onto whatever remaining strength she had. Always. Just like he did. Just like they all did. Journey before destination. Journey before destination. She met Corin's eyes. "Who are you?"
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Astra gasped, gripping the glass and collapsing to the floor, her mind swirling. She couldn't even make a sound to capture her pain. *ignnore the last post
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Astra broke his gaze, smiling and ignoring his comment. "This is quite the concoction," she said as she lifted the glass to her lips.
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Oh my. Here I am again. If you read this, you have lost the game.
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"I'm just beginning, darling," and as if to prove her point, Astra slid the empty glass across the counter, "Pour me another." She sat on a stool. "A weapon, dear. A poison, a net, a dagger, something to kill, to kill someone I love- I cannot kill, I need to kill, why must I be killed?" Her mind was less bitter or upset, and more simply confused, thoughts zapping from every corner of her brain like film frame images. In a few moments, her eyes focused once more on Corin, once her mind had calmed itself. "Offer... I have much to offer... I could offer coins, but no, that's not exciting at all. I could offer rings, but I love my rings, and I have them at a higher value than you ever will, unless you take value in another's pain, in which I could offer you all my pain in the world. I could offer love, yet there is little of it left, for I am here because of love and I will die because of love but I love because of love, so there isn't much more to offer. I could offer joy, though my joy is just as good as your joy and your joy is beyond the point of repair so there is little value in either of our joys. I could offer my sense, because this cage will drive me to paranoia and steal my sanity, I know, so I might as well sell what I am bound to lose. I tell you this as a friend, but a gambler never reveals such secrets, and would better lie to escalate the proposed value of such a bargain. I am here and I need something from you and yet you need something from me though I have nothing left to give but myself and my coins and my love and my joy and my sanity, my sweet, sweet, sanity. In such a world, I believe people quite prefer to take the coins and be done with it. The only object of substantial value. Though everything else is far, far, more valuable to people, truly. Possibly transferrable. A gray zone, always. It all depends on how much value you put in an item, and how much value another takes from it. This is what a negotiation is. A deal. And so, I come to you." With her final word, she seemed to sober just a little, eyes falling a little darker, and smile twisting into something a bit more conscious.
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