𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀.
@comesthedawn.bsky.social
we have control of the suns now. 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊. | MVRP ; SCIFIRP ; FANTASYRP | eng/esp | mdni | MATURE themes throughout.
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They ride on winged horses,
with spears and swords of gleaming red,
their shadows extended, stretched
to bathe them in darkness . . .
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒
𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐖.
with spears and swords of gleaming red,
their shadows extended, stretched
to bathe them in darkness . . .
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒
𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐖.
that's all you want? a *pretty girl* like you? sand?
what makes you think this place is still following the rules?
what's with you?
here i've got sand and hungry travellers and addicts and people who no one ever comes lookin' for.
what's with you?
here i've got sand and hungry travellers and addicts and people who no one ever comes lookin' for.
say that again.
go on.
yes, i thought so.
that's why you're better off with me. i'm expected here. i was invited. and i know the rules of the game.
go on.
yes, i thought so.
that's why you're better off with me. i'm expected here. i was invited. and i know the rules of the game.
January 9, 2026 at 8:23 AM
that's all you want? a *pretty girl* like you? sand?
say that again.
go on.
yes, i thought so.
that's why you're better off with me. i'm expected here. i was invited. and i know the rules of the game.
go on.
yes, i thought so.
that's why you're better off with me. i'm expected here. i was invited. and i know the rules of the game.
( she opens her mouth to spit at her but hesitates, a moment's consideration flashes across her eyes. )
i'm in no danger. but i'll confess, your offer, if that's what this is, has me curious. you don't look so ____ to me.
i'm in no danger. but i'll confess, your offer, if that's what this is, has me curious. you don't look so ____ to me.
( the smile of someone who enjoys being difficult; not shit-eating - she would never stoop herself that low. ) i walked.
you're in danger here, you know. i'll go, if that's what you want, but by my side is the only --secure-- place in this entire universe.
you're in danger here, you know. i'll go, if that's what you want, but by my side is the only --secure-- place in this entire universe.
January 9, 2026 at 8:00 AM
say that again.
go on.
yes, i thought so.
that's why you're better off with me. i'm expected here. i was invited. and i know the rules of the game.
go on.
yes, i thought so.
that's why you're better off with me. i'm expected here. i was invited. and i know the rules of the game.
( the smile of someone who enjoys being difficult; not shit-eating - she would never stoop herself that low. ) i walked.
you're in danger here, you know. i'll go, if that's what you want, but by my side is the only --secure-- place in this entire universe.
you're in danger here, you know. i'll go, if that's what you want, but by my side is the only --secure-- place in this entire universe.
who brought you here to us?
excuse me?
January 9, 2026 at 7:53 AM
( the smile of someone who enjoys being difficult; not shit-eating - she would never stoop herself that low. ) i walked.
you're in danger here, you know. i'll go, if that's what you want, but by my side is the only --secure-- place in this entire universe.
you're in danger here, you know. i'll go, if that's what you want, but by my side is the only --secure-- place in this entire universe.
catty as always. i can see your handiwork everywhere, darling.
January 9, 2026 at 7:50 AM
catty as always. i can see your handiwork everywhere, darling.
excuse me?
i'd rather crawl on broken glass.
i can think of one thing.
come with me.
come with me.
January 9, 2026 at 7:45 AM
excuse me?
i can think of one thing.
come with me.
come with me.
i'm afraid nothin' on our menu is red enough for you, darlin'.
you should leave.
you should leave.
very good. have you been practicing that one in the mirror?
i want your most expensive wine. at once.
i want your most expensive wine. at once.
January 9, 2026 at 7:40 AM
i can think of one thing.
come with me.
come with me.
very good. have you been practicing that one in the mirror?
i want your most expensive wine. at once.
i want your most expensive wine. at once.
names are like pretty dresses, sugar, it's fun putting them on, but it's more fun taking them off.
mmm, i'm not sure. i think this town's all bark and no bite. i liked the real gomorrah more.
don't you know your own name, alice? maybe i'm not the one who ought to be careful.
don't you know your own name, alice? maybe i'm not the one who ought to be careful.
January 9, 2026 at 7:36 AM
very good. have you been practicing that one in the mirror?
i want your most expensive wine. at once.
i want your most expensive wine. at once.
mmm, i'm not sure. i think this town's all bark and no bite. i liked the real gomorrah more.
don't you know your own name, alice? maybe i'm not the one who ought to be careful.
don't you know your own name, alice? maybe i'm not the one who ought to be careful.
oh are you now? a delicate, sensitive girl. me-ow. this place'll just eat you up.
as for me, what my name is stays as much a mystery to you as it does to me. you can call me alice. you can call me anything.
as for me, what my name is stays as much a mystery to you as it does to me. you can call me alice. you can call me anything.
( a laugh. she means this one. her eyes flash red in the dim bar light with desire. )
i bet you say that to all the girls.
well . . . to be honest . . . ( she pouts when she thinks, her eyes looking up at the ceiling. ) i'm kind of fussy when it comes to drinks.
what's your name, darling?
i bet you say that to all the girls.
well . . . to be honest . . . ( she pouts when she thinks, her eyes looking up at the ceiling. ) i'm kind of fussy when it comes to drinks.
what's your name, darling?
January 9, 2026 at 7:24 AM
mmm, i'm not sure. i think this town's all bark and no bite. i liked the real gomorrah more.
don't you know your own name, alice? maybe i'm not the one who ought to be careful.
don't you know your own name, alice? maybe i'm not the one who ought to be careful.
( a laugh. she means this one. her eyes flash red in the dim bar light with desire. )
i bet you say that to all the girls.
well . . . to be honest . . . ( she pouts when she thinks, her eyes looking up at the ceiling. ) i'm kind of fussy when it comes to drinks.
what's your name, darling?
i bet you say that to all the girls.
well . . . to be honest . . . ( she pouts when she thinks, her eyes looking up at the ceiling. ) i'm kind of fussy when it comes to drinks.
what's your name, darling?
kassandra.
( she has an odd look herself, her eyes unblinking, on the verge of frantic, restrained to a choking point. )
look at you. a real stunner. you ever had to pay for your own drink in your life, sugar?
( she has an odd look herself, her eyes unblinking, on the verge of frantic, restrained to a choking point. )
look at you. a real stunner. you ever had to pay for your own drink in your life, sugar?
( kassandra opens her mouth to insult the woman, but stops herself. this one has an odd way of looking at her. there's something delicious in her eyes. )
. . . hnnnn. you're right, it's stupid of me. with a face like that offering me *free booze*, how could i say no?
kassandra.
. . . hnnnn. you're right, it's stupid of me. with a face like that offering me *free booze*, how could i say no?
kassandra.
January 9, 2026 at 7:15 AM
( a laugh. she means this one. her eyes flash red in the dim bar light with desire. )
i bet you say that to all the girls.
well . . . to be honest . . . ( she pouts when she thinks, her eyes looking up at the ceiling. ) i'm kind of fussy when it comes to drinks.
what's your name, darling?
i bet you say that to all the girls.
well . . . to be honest . . . ( she pouts when she thinks, her eyes looking up at the ceiling. ) i'm kind of fussy when it comes to drinks.
what's your name, darling?
( kassandra opens her mouth to insult the woman, but stops herself. this one has an odd way of looking at her. there's something delicious in her eyes. )
. . . hnnnn. you're right, it's stupid of me. with a face like that offering me *free booze*, how could i say no?
kassandra.
. . . hnnnn. you're right, it's stupid of me. with a face like that offering me *free booze*, how could i say no?
kassandra.
then you're *not* a customer now, are you?
sweet of you to offer, but i always bring my own.
January 9, 2026 at 7:06 AM
( kassandra opens her mouth to insult the woman, but stops herself. this one has an odd way of looking at her. there's something delicious in her eyes. )
. . . hnnnn. you're right, it's stupid of me. with a face like that offering me *free booze*, how could i say no?
kassandra.
. . . hnnnn. you're right, it's stupid of me. with a face like that offering me *free booze*, how could i say no?
kassandra.
"that would make 'wille', with 'th' as surplus.
"you could say that, yes. since i was reborn some years ago, bloodshed has been . . ." a pursed smile. "something of a second nature to me."
"you could say that, yes. since i was reborn some years ago, bloodshed has been . . ." a pursed smile. "something of a second nature to me."
He smiled wryly.
“Hell; you can’t spell ‘willpower’ without The Will, which just happens to be my name.”
Eyebrow arched, he briefly looked her up and down, stance relaxed but ready.
“You carry yourself like someone who’s no stranger to violence. What’s your story, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Hell; you can’t spell ‘willpower’ without The Will, which just happens to be my name.”
Eyebrow arched, he briefly looked her up and down, stance relaxed but ready.
“You carry yourself like someone who’s no stranger to violence. What’s your story, if you don’t mind me asking?”
"logically," she says, folding her arms. "it's simply a battle of wills. and i, as it happens, have the willpower to go the whole distance."
January 9, 2026 at 12:08 AM
"that would make 'wille', with 'th' as surplus.
"you could say that, yes. since i was reborn some years ago, bloodshed has been . . ." a pursed smile. "something of a second nature to me."
"you could say that, yes. since i was reborn some years ago, bloodshed has been . . ." a pursed smile. "something of a second nature to me."
( hissing. ) ASK ME NO QUESTIONS!
( flapping her cape and vanishing. )
( flapping her cape and vanishing. )
wait, i'm not???
neither, my dear, are you.
i have work to do. don't disturb me.
i have work to do. don't disturb me.
January 8, 2026 at 8:37 PM
( hissing. ) ASK ME NO QUESTIONS!
( flapping her cape and vanishing. )
( flapping her cape and vanishing. )
neither, my dear, are you.
i have work to do. don't disturb me.
i have work to do. don't disturb me.
i told you, she doesn't know *anything*. she's not even from this universe.
what? what are you talking about? i'm asking you to interrogate the girl and see what she knows. you know what, forget it, it'll require brains.
January 8, 2026 at 8:34 PM
neither, my dear, are you.
i have work to do. don't disturb me.
i have work to do. don't disturb me.
what? what are you talking about? i'm asking you to interrogate the girl and see what she knows. you know what, forget it, it'll require brains.
i mean i can look into it but looking for an extinct- or nearly extinct species across the whole cosmos is basically impossible, no?
once upon a time there was an impudent little twit who didn't listen to what her master told her and so she died. miserably. horribly. slowly. the end.
do this for me, at once. i MUST know how many *time lords* are still in existence.
do this for me, at once. i MUST know how many *time lords* are still in existence.
January 8, 2026 at 6:44 PM
what? what are you talking about? i'm asking you to interrogate the girl and see what she knows. you know what, forget it, it'll require brains.
"logically," she says, folding her arms. "it's simply a battle of wills. and i, as it happens, have the willpower to go the whole distance."
Something in the woman’s cold surety turned his flippant response into one of genuine, cautious curiosity.
“Everything, eh? Even you, darlin’?”
“Everything, eh? Even you, darlin’?”
a true genius knows there is no such thing as 'can't beat 'em'. everything has a weakness.
January 8, 2026 at 6:18 PM
"logically," she says, folding her arms. "it's simply a battle of wills. and i, as it happens, have the willpower to go the whole distance."
once upon a time there was an impudent little twit who didn't listen to what her master told her and so she died. miserably. horribly. slowly. the end.
do this for me, at once. i MUST know how many *time lords* are still in existence.
do this for me, at once. i MUST know how many *time lords* are still in existence.
ooh, yes please, i am a little sleepy.
if one can breed . . .
would you like to hear a story, little quintain?
would you like to hear a story, little quintain?
January 8, 2026 at 6:12 PM
once upon a time there was an impudent little twit who didn't listen to what her master told her and so she died. miserably. horribly. slowly. the end.
do this for me, at once. i MUST know how many *time lords* are still in existence.
do this for me, at once. i MUST know how many *time lords* are still in existence.
if one can breed . . .
would you like to hear a story, little quintain?
would you like to hear a story, little quintain?
yyeah, but they're extinct now, she's harmless. she's not gonna ruin anything.
she's like three foot tall.
she's like three foot tall.
i would like to agree with you, my dear. but she is partially descended from a race which have the potential to ruin my campaign, if i allow them. i had thought them dead, but . . .
well, i needn't worry you with that . . . small detail. my point is that you can never be too careful.
well, i needn't worry you with that . . . small detail. my point is that you can never be too careful.
January 8, 2026 at 6:06 PM
if one can breed . . .
would you like to hear a story, little quintain?
would you like to hear a story, little quintain?
i would like to agree with you, my dear. but she is partially descended from a race which have the potential to ruin my campaign, if i allow them. i had thought them dead, but . . .
well, i needn't worry you with that . . . small detail. my point is that you can never be too careful.
well, i needn't worry you with that . . . small detail. my point is that you can never be too careful.
i don't think she knows anything.
would you like to play with her? i *am* looking for information . . .
January 8, 2026 at 2:29 AM
i would like to agree with you, my dear. but she is partially descended from a race which have the potential to ruin my campaign, if i allow them. i had thought them dead, but . . .
well, i needn't worry you with that . . . small detail. my point is that you can never be too careful.
well, i needn't worry you with that . . . small detail. my point is that you can never be too careful.
would you like to play with her? i *am* looking for information . . .
that's a generous view on it.
don't worry about me, del. i'm already familiar with tyler's mind games.
January 8, 2026 at 2:18 AM
would you like to play with her? i *am* looking for information . . .
we are not equals. you are not asking the questions, nor are you making the demands.
perhaps some quiet contemplation in a cell will change your mind.
perhaps some quiet contemplation in a cell will change your mind.
Mm... not reading as genuine, but I appreciate the attempt! We can work on it!
Why are you asking me about this, anyway?
Why are you asking me about this, anyway?
( her face scrunching up in mock-politeness. ) mmm, *please* . . .
January 8, 2026 at 2:15 AM
we are not equals. you are not asking the questions, nor are you making the demands.
perhaps some quiet contemplation in a cell will change your mind.
perhaps some quiet contemplation in a cell will change your mind.
( her face scrunching up in mock-politeness. ) mmm, *please* . . .
... You know, your manners could use some work.
your silence speaks for itself. there are others.
if you give me names and locations, perhaps i will spare you. speak.
if you give me names and locations, perhaps i will spare you. speak.
January 8, 2026 at 2:06 AM
( her face scrunching up in mock-politeness. ) mmm, *please* . . .
don't worry about me, del. i'm already familiar with tyler's mind games.
val stop being weird in front of my new girlfriend you're gonna give her the ick
January 8, 2026 at 2:04 AM
don't worry about me, del. i'm already familiar with tyler's mind games.
your silence speaks for itself. there are others.
if you give me names and locations, perhaps i will spare you. speak.
if you give me names and locations, perhaps i will spare you. speak.
That is my answer.
You're looking at me. So. We can say there's at least one.
You're looking at me. So. We can say there's at least one.
answer the question.
January 8, 2026 at 2:01 AM
your silence speaks for itself. there are others.
if you give me names and locations, perhaps i will spare you. speak.
if you give me names and locations, perhaps i will spare you. speak.
answer the question.
You're looking at *me.* Is that not good enough?
That hurts, ma'am.
That hurts, ma'am.
i can hear your hearts beating. what a sad little song they pump out.
tell me, girl. i'll know if you lie. the time lords: are there any left? your *parent*, for instance?
tell me, girl. i'll know if you lie. the time lords: are there any left? your *parent*, for instance?
January 8, 2026 at 1:49 AM
answer the question.
i can hear your hearts beating. what a sad little song they pump out.
tell me, girl. i'll know if you lie. the time lords: are there any left? your *parent*, for instance?
tell me, girl. i'll know if you lie. the time lords: are there any left? your *parent*, for instance?
(She didn't fight the hold. Nor did she look distressed. The only word to describe her would be... pliant.)
I can't say I know much about the Time Lords' reproductive habits.
I can't say I know much about the Time Lords' reproductive habits.
( kassandra yanked her forward and gripped her chin, her sharp nails digging into valerie's skin as she moved the girl's head from side to side, squinting. )
i know. you're half *time lord*, aren't you?
yes, i knew the rumors of looming were too good to be true. you fuck like any other animals.
i know. you're half *time lord*, aren't you?
yes, i knew the rumors of looming were too good to be true. you fuck like any other animals.
January 8, 2026 at 1:47 AM
i can hear your hearts beating. what a sad little song they pump out.
tell me, girl. i'll know if you lie. the time lords: are there any left? your *parent*, for instance?
tell me, girl. i'll know if you lie. the time lords: are there any left? your *parent*, for instance?