๐•ญ๐–†๐–Ž๐–˜๐–Š๐–— ๐–‰๐–Š ๐–›๐–Š๐–š๐–›๐–Š. (@Bourrexu) header
๐•ญ๐–†๐–Ž๐–˜๐–Š๐–— ๐–‰๐–Š ๐–›๐–Š๐–š๐–›๐–Š. (@Bourrexu) profile picture

โ € โ € โ € โ € โ €โ€” ๐”โ€™รฉ๐”ฑ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ข ๐”ฉ๐”ž ๐”ช๐”ฌ๐”ฏ๐”ฑ.

โ€” ; ๐”…๐”ฉ๐”ž๐” ๐”จ ๐”๐”ฌ๐”ฑ๐”ฒ๐”ฐ.
Joined April 2013
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โ€” ๐š†๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šข ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐š˜๐š›, ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š™๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐šข. โ€˜๐šƒ๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐š˜๐š›, ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐š™๐šข. โ€” La discrรฉtion est conseillรฉe. โ€” De la vie ร  la mort.
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Le loup s'en va et les mouches entrent aussi. #0๐–š๐–™๐–”๐–‹๐–™๐–๐–Š๐•ฌ๐–˜๐–๐–Š๐–˜ Loba had gone and made her presence known to the devilโ€™s offspring and the unfortunate soul who accompanied it. Kazuya had begun to advance, only to be halted by the likes ofโ€ฆ A winged woman? Most +
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Assuredly that woman was no Angel of mercy. Pursuing him with the ferocity and tenacity of a creature possessedโ€”All in aid of his son. Or so it seemed. A flick of the scope revealed itself something quite fruitful, a familiar and nostalgic blue glow. So the word of Vishkarโ€™s +
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โ€œLe Diable a touchรฉ le sol, le chien noir montre ses crocs et maintenant... Un loup va-t-il apparaรฎtre?โ€ Widowmaker scanned the wreckage, following the silhouette and projected location of @Lightning_Deity. How courteous it was for him to carry their+ #0๐–š๐–™๐–”๐–‹๐–™๐–๐–Š๐•ฌ๐–˜๐–๐–Š๐–˜
Little prison to safety as he so totally subdued. It was all in good manners, as she took a shot at Jin Kazama. Merely for fun, of course. A shot heading right for the shoulder of the man, a pleasant little hello even if it were not to land. Hurting him was not her goal, as +
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Comme il est simple de supprimer les obstacles inutiles. #๐ŸŽ๐–š๐–™๐–”๐–‹๐–™๐–๐–Š๐•ฌ๐–˜๐–๐–Š๐–˜ Ah, magnifique. Like rats to a trap, they intended to scatter, to run from their burning coffin. Alas there was no such reprieve for such trivial lives as those, and even more unfortunate +
Was it for the remaining soldiers of the @ZaibatsuCorp to pull open the door of the falling helicopterโ€™s side and fall before the eyes of the widowโ€™s scope. Silence pristine and focus unbroken, two shots rang from a source unknown. Two shots to the center of the Zaibatsu +
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Et donc le chien noir aboie. #0๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”„๐”ฐ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฐ Through the sanguine colored lenses of her scope, the spider watches with an indomitable stillness. Only the sort of stillness the dead could be so ept to conjure up, such things were her right. The right of the dead. +
It seems that the poet had made initial contact in accordance to the objective, and there was nothing to do now but wait for the inevitability of them scattering. From the data provided, it was safe to assume even if they allowed the whole ship to implodeโ€”Which was inevitable. +
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โ€œIl est malheureux que vous soyez nรฉ, encore plus malheureux que vous respiriez encore la vie.โ€
Familiar faces are like a plague, are they not? No matter to her one way or another. It was all inconvenient.
โ€œUnexpected guests are rare, not particularly desired.โ€ Unless sheโ€™s the unexpected guest, of course.