Anju
I see what lies heavy on your heart
Anju does not often people watch, or even necessarily glance pryingly into the faces of passerby, given her rather introverted nature. Still, she is a Dragoon, and with that comes a certain level of inspection of those around her even when she is not on duty. Habit, mostly. It has aided her in stopping any manner of small crime both on and off the clock, though it has never amounted to anything particularly eventful.
Until today that is.
Delphia may not be recognizable to most at first glance, but Anju could never hope to forget the face of Mort's daughter, not after having awoken her from her half-life slumber in Ludo's Woods so long ago. Recognition lances through her like a spear through her stomach, and she finds herself hurrying towards the demigoddess before her mind can catch up with her feet - Riya uttering a startled noise from where she flies lazily overhead. "Delphia?" It shouldn't be a question, and Anju isn't sure why it comes out as one. Perhaps it's disbelief instead of uncertainty, because nobody had been able to tell Anju whether Delphia had survived the war. For two years she has simply wondered.
Reaching for Delphia's arm, she looks into the demigoddess' pale blue eyes and her smile goes tremulous, suddenly emotional. Finally, someone who lived. "I have missed you so. What are you doing in Stormbreak?" Because what else is there to ask?
Until today that is.
Delphia may not be recognizable to most at first glance, but Anju could never hope to forget the face of Mort's daughter, not after having awoken her from her half-life slumber in Ludo's Woods so long ago. Recognition lances through her like a spear through her stomach, and she finds herself hurrying towards the demigoddess before her mind can catch up with her feet - Riya uttering a startled noise from where she flies lazily overhead. "Delphia?" It shouldn't be a question, and Anju isn't sure why it comes out as one. Perhaps it's disbelief instead of uncertainty, because nobody had been able to tell Anju whether Delphia had survived the war. For two years she has simply wondered.
Reaching for Delphia's arm, she looks into the demigoddess' pale blue eyes and her smile goes tremulous, suddenly emotional. Finally, someone who lived. "I have missed you so. What are you doing in Stormbreak?" Because what else is there to ask?
and the strength you still keep inside
