MutinousChasm's profile picture. I don't want the next Commander. I want you, @SevereAcumen. ~  {[RP|AU|The100]} #LurkingQueen

Clarke Griffin.

@MutinousChasm

I don't want the next Commander. I want you, @SevereAcumen. ~ {[RP|AU|The100]} #LurkingQueen

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It's time to revive this account. So if anyone is interested in plotting a SL, feel free to invade my DMs for discussions.


--she would try to come back to @SevereAcumen.]]


--she couldn’t promise that to @SevereAcumen since she still had to take care of her own people in times of great danger but --


--hopeful tone, symbolizing to @SevereAcumen that she didn’t intend on leaving her side ever again. Of course, Clarke knew --


--lips.]] “Better would be there won’t be a next time.” [[She didn’t tell the words in an accusing tone but a -- @SevereAcumen


--as she glanced into her emerald optics. Clarke features softened before she added with a soft smile on pink -- @SevereAcumen


--world, but beside @SevereAcumen she was sure she was closer on it that anywhere else.]] “That is good.” [[She told Lexa --


--dangers to her since she landed on the ground. A part of Clarke wondered if she would ever find peace in this -- @SevereAcumen


--about that when it came to @SevereAcumen. It was something the female could rely on in a world that holds nothing but new --


--@SevereAcumen sticks to her words and once a promise was given the brunette didn’t break it that easily. Clarke was grateful --


[[The words that spilled from @SevereAcumen’s mouth forced the corner Clarke’s lips up to a soft smile. The blonde knew how --


I could have done something different, Lexa. It just was your luck that children were looking at us, @SevereAcumen. [[shifty]]


--paused again, her gaze fixed on @UnseenArdor.]]


--[[Clarke paused for a moment before she added.]] “She died by my side, trying to get a message to you.” [[The blonde -- @UnseenArdor


--breath before she nodded at @UnseenArdor, pushing the thoughts of Indra and the guards being in the room as well aside.]] “Yes.” --


-- might destroy a possible alliance between @UnseenArdor’s and her own people. Clarke stepped back from the brunette and took in a --


--same thing, asking for proof. And even though Clarke was prepared, she still was scared of saying something wrong that -- @UnseenArdor


--that @UnseenArdor would want some proof and the blonde couldn’t judge Lexa for that. The blonde female probably would have done the --


[[Clarke eyed @UnseenArdor carefully as she placed the strand of Anya’s hair into her commander’s hands. She had been aware --


||I'll try to send out replies this weekend.


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