Deimos
The Sword expected shields and magic – and he arched his brow again as he watched neither transpire. Instead, Noah simply moved, and it didn’t exactly achieve outright intentions. Had it been forceful and vicious, there likely would’ve been far more harm, but Deimos’ juvenile barbs landed in crashing resounds, and he shook his head as everything seemed to wane. While the rest of the warriors settled from the movements and back into their own routines, he kept himself busy by maneuvering training dummies to their residual places as Noah came over.
Waiting for the impending information, he was content to see the entirety of the Forsaken’s expression change. He’d been a different being the last time he’d seen him, and rightfully so, given everything that had occurred. Family life also remained a pivotal portion to Noah’s life, displayed even more as he unraveled the latest news. “That is good to hear,” about the twins, adventurous and walking.
Though the other inclination had his head rearing upwards again as he took another target back to its residual line. He wasn’t daft – any and all relationships got into some disagreements on occasion; his latest spat with Ru over her choices in life hadn’t been particularly grand either – but he wouldn’t have expected it from this pair. “They all take work,” and he patted Noah on the shoulder, shrugging alongside. And not from a laborious standpoint – if Deimos had learned anything at all, it was that communication, no matter how much he yearned to keep everything within, was one of the more important factors. “What did you do?”
Waiting for the impending information, he was content to see the entirety of the Forsaken’s expression change. He’d been a different being the last time he’d seen him, and rightfully so, given everything that had occurred. Family life also remained a pivotal portion to Noah’s life, displayed even more as he unraveled the latest news. “That is good to hear,” about the twins, adventurous and walking.
Though the other inclination had his head rearing upwards again as he took another target back to its residual line. He wasn’t daft – any and all relationships got into some disagreements on occasion; his latest spat with Ru over her choices in life hadn’t been particularly grand either – but he wouldn’t have expected it from this pair. “They all take work,” and he patted Noah on the shoulder, shrugging alongside. And not from a laborious standpoint – if Deimos had learned anything at all, it was that communication, no matter how much he yearned to keep everything within, was one of the more important factors. “What did you do?”
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
