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[az_of_the_oz]

Who: Longcoats and Co
What: Afterparty
Where: Longcoats' Hideaway, Realm of the Unwanted
When: Just before midnight, January 17th

The sound of the woman's fingers snapping barely caught Az's attention, until that is, she felt the somewhat familiar feeling of being teleported away. It dazed her slightly, this odd magic. It was not light or dark, or even

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[az_of_the_oz]

A flicker of hope shot through Az when the Fae female said that Jeb was still alive, it felt as if someone had had their hand clenched around her heart. And suddenly let go so that it could beat again.

The red jewel toned eyes of the Fae were both horrifying and fascinating, the pull of them making the Princess feel as if she could not look away.

Forget about her? Eyes filling with tears again, the dark haired woman was trying to get the sense of the world being right side up again, but it was of no use. Everything she had come to depend on had been torn away, piece by piece, and she no longer knew which direction was up.

Perhaps she was still having one of her nightmares? And she would wake up in Jeb's arms, to find it all a dream. Please...

Even through her haze of tears and denial she felt the pressure of Zero's boot in her side, but she did nothing but let her head fall downwards and her knees collapse beneath her. Not even the feeling of two pairs of eyes boring into her body, or at least the two most obvious, drew her attention upwards.

Instead she just cried brokenly as they dragged Jeb out of the room. Trying to convince herself that it was all just a nightmare.