Deimos
The inquiry made him snort; perhaps the most normal reaction he’d given in hours. Otherwise he’d been accustomed to keeping a very stoic and reticent atmosphere, relief coming in brief snippets and seconds, for the rest of his people. Perhaps it was the exhaustion coiling behind his eyes, because for all their efforts he hadn’t been sleeping, had snagged only a few bites of food here and there, and was presently running on little more than fumes.
And some manner of guilt, for not persisting in rampaging through the streets, urgently handling whatever the next mess or bout of restoration clambered for his attention. While he knew most of it had been covered by other citizens, Evie, Noah, and the like, his focus had to slip back to the Barracks too. An unordinary circumstance, but such were the times and seconds at hand.
Soldiers were scarcer now, most on patrol or committing to another action or duty for their land. The few remaining within were on their own tight schedules, fitting in routines where they could – he nodded to them in turn, just as committed to his own goals, and he stared back at Alys eventually, brow arching. He wouldn’t require an explanation; he knew better than most what it meant to defend oneself and not needing a reason for it. “I have a little time,” and he gestured towards one of the dummies. “Show me what you know first.”
And some manner of guilt, for not persisting in rampaging through the streets, urgently handling whatever the next mess or bout of restoration clambered for his attention. While he knew most of it had been covered by other citizens, Evie, Noah, and the like, his focus had to slip back to the Barracks too. An unordinary circumstance, but such were the times and seconds at hand.
Soldiers were scarcer now, most on patrol or committing to another action or duty for their land. The few remaining within were on their own tight schedules, fitting in routines where they could – he nodded to them in turn, just as committed to his own goals, and he stared back at Alys eventually, brow arching. He wouldn’t require an explanation; he knew better than most what it meant to defend oneself and not needing a reason for it. “I have a little time,” and he gestured towards one of the dummies. “Show me what you know first.”
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
