Grounder | Trikru
i understood the chemistry of peace but you covered me in war paint.
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Warrior | Scout | Martyr
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Mystique
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Tag me @lincoln
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Post by Lincoln on Aug 19, 2018 5:14:46 GMT
| if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you Tag: @tomac
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Pain scored along the back of his skull, down his neck and across his shoulders, as he was hauled from the ground. Annoyance and irritation were painted on his features of the Trikru warrior as he was stared at those that had taken him captive.
This was one catastrophic misunderstanding. He had come to see Luna because he was her friend, not because he was to be her assassin. Why couldn't they get that through their thick skulls? Forced to his knees once more, his dark hues glared at each person there with him.
A fist striking the back of his head bought his attention back to the one interrogating him as a question was repeated; who sent you? Lincoln snarled his annoyance. "I am not an assassin." He said for what felt like the tenth time.
"If I was, she would be dead already." That earned another hard smack in the mouth, sending his to the ground once more. Lincoln coughed through the pain, trying not to let it cloud his senses as he spit out blood and turned to glare up at his assailant. "I am a friend of Luna. If you would just ask her, you'd know that."
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