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Paul Atreides ([personal profile] terriblepurpose) wrote in [personal profile] peripheries 2022-03-05 04:17 am (UTC)

[When Merlinus' Omen drifts into the room, it's unexpected. That's why Paul's wrist-knife flickered into his hand as his eyes flared into seething light, coming to his feet in one swift flowing movement.

But it's her. Paul hadn't thought to look. Hadn't imagined it could be possible, doesn't understand what it could mean. He's partway between her and Kaworu, half-shielding, half-lost. It's Kaworu's question that brings him back into motion, reversing his hold on the knife so it points up his forearm when he lowers his hand back to his side.

He lets the question stand for both of them, looking at the winged harbinger expressionlessly.]

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