eyes on fire, you are the unforecasted storm
He is not the only one to be daunted by the idea of becoming part-god, beholden to the herald who reshapes you. Hotaru had seen the effects firsthand on Sunjata, Remi, Nate, Wessex. If anyone had reason to fear, it would be her.
But she has equally seen how Frey had saved Sunjata and continues to. How they had granted him as many of his shifts and powers as possible. How they ask so little of him, and abide by the ideals they had presented to Hotaru from the moment she visited their shrine. It is why her faith has never wavered in Frey. It's why it does not waver now; and she hopes Deimos can see it, feel it, so that it might ease some of those concerns even if it will not dash them entirely. This is still Deimos they're talking about.
His congratulations feel sincere, and she basks in it, glowing inside and out with the force of her happiness. Though as her lips move to form her gratitude, they are frozen instead in sisterly pouting, broken only by her cherubic laugh that smacks plainly of mischief. "I would say the goal is to create chaos, but that aligns more firmly with Dygra," she titters. It shouldn't be complimentary, but she preens all the same at the idea that people should be wary of her newfound skills. "Truly though, I don't have much of a plan aside from self-gratification and the pursuit of power. That seems right up Frey's alley. At least until they have need of me." Given how infrequently Sunjata has been called upon, she's uncertain when that will ever happen, especially given the Flood is far more physically capable than the Valkyrie. But she will be ready all the same.
But she has equally seen how Frey had saved Sunjata and continues to. How they had granted him as many of his shifts and powers as possible. How they ask so little of him, and abide by the ideals they had presented to Hotaru from the moment she visited their shrine. It is why her faith has never wavered in Frey. It's why it does not waver now; and she hopes Deimos can see it, feel it, so that it might ease some of those concerns even if it will not dash them entirely. This is still Deimos they're talking about.
His congratulations feel sincere, and she basks in it, glowing inside and out with the force of her happiness. Though as her lips move to form her gratitude, they are frozen instead in sisterly pouting, broken only by her cherubic laugh that smacks plainly of mischief. "I would say the goal is to create chaos, but that aligns more firmly with Dygra," she titters. It shouldn't be complimentary, but she preens all the same at the idea that people should be wary of her newfound skills. "Truly though, I don't have much of a plan aside from self-gratification and the pursuit of power. That seems right up Frey's alley. At least until they have need of me." Given how infrequently Sunjata has been called upon, she's uncertain when that will ever happen, especially given the Flood is far more physically capable than the Valkyrie. But she will be ready all the same.
the Valkyrie
