Cordelia
Was it childish to stick out her tongue? Absolutely. Did she do it anyway? Yes she did. Cordelia stuck her tongue out at Deimos, wrinkling her nose in the process before she focused on the task at hand, attempting to strike at the faux hel. "Perhaps not, but you'll help me anyway." She quipped, spinning in the sand and kicking up a spray as she tried for an overhead strike, lashing out with conviction. The Attuned grit her teeth, growling as she pressed forward again and again and again, not letting up as she lashed out in quick succession.
She knew he would give her plenty of feedback. He never held his tongue in such regard. Cordelia was thankful for that, yearning to grow and push herself further, to get stronger before the war was upon them.
She knew he would give her plenty of feedback. He never held his tongue in such regard. Cordelia was thankful for that, yearning to grow and push herself further, to get stronger before the war was upon them.
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Couldn't put me together again
Couldn't put me together again
