Deimos
The notions weren’t a bad one, and Deimos tilted his head at that, granting Liam a nod of respect, at the very least. He’d done so with plants and weather patterns, asking, seeking, out information amidst the leaders, simply to see if there had been similar occurrences. He’d yet to do so over this crash-site, simply because he’d wanted to see it first hand, before persisting and continuing in the same vein. “I have done so with the strange flora variants and weather, but not this yet.” The dread of more correspondence gave him somewhat of an inward shudder, but he’d suffer legions of paperwork over having another meeting. “I can continue to ask around though. You should do the same.” The more knowledge, the better, even if it seemed to be coming down to nothing.
“The whole thing strikes me as very odd,” he reflected outwardly, a wrinkle to his nose once more. Unless they were dealing with something very much connected to Safrin’s disappearance. “Were you told anything about Safrin’s departure?”
“The whole thing strikes me as very odd,” he reflected outwardly, a wrinkle to his nose once more. Unless they were dealing with something very much connected to Safrin’s disappearance. “Were you told anything about Safrin’s departure?”
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
