Deimos
News traversed quickly in Halo – especially to his office in the barracks, regardless of his rank. So when Ronin’s arrival ensued after seasons of discussion and possibility, the Sword left the confines of training grounds and weapon planning for long strides across the Citadel, bag over his shoulder, companions left behind by hearths and fires to stay out of any potential mischief.
His piercing eyes swept over the others, indulging in a nod and a smile towards the workers, Noah, Talyson, and Ronin, but to the latter he extended his hand, grateful for the setup and motions towards striving for adequate provisions and travel amidst the mountains. “Thank you for setting this up.” Gaze lingering on the Palace, and the towers themselves, his spine straightened. “Where do you need us?”
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Deimos brings himself and everything listed on his profile.
His piercing eyes swept over the others, indulging in a nod and a smile towards the workers, Noah, Talyson, and Ronin, but to the latter he extended his hand, grateful for the setup and motions towards striving for adequate provisions and travel amidst the mountains. “Thank you for setting this up.” Gaze lingering on the Palace, and the towers themselves, his spine straightened. “Where do you need us?”
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Deimos brings himself and everything listed on his profile.
it's not the waking, it's the rising
It's the fire it ignites
It's the fire it ignites
