DEIMOS
Sunjata wouldn’t have much to tell Ru, considering Deimos stayed rooted to the bench, face impassive, nonchalant, and features buried in his notebook. Gargoyle was probably the exact and honest description, melding into the rest of the world like he’d been stone and earth, vaguely contemplating murder.
Won’t be long meant multitudes, and the Sword intended to time it down so that if Sunjata took his time, he wouldn’t find the Warden here much longer. He could find his own way on air and wings rather than foot, thank you very much –
Except he did reappear in short order, and Deimos permitted a snort to slip through before rising off the bench. “Yes.” Then they could pilfer off and down the respective paths, and he was already mentally crossing off a street he wouldn’t visit again.
[FIN]
Won’t be long meant multitudes, and the Sword intended to time it down so that if Sunjata took his time, he wouldn’t find the Warden here much longer. He could find his own way on air and wings rather than foot, thank you very much –
Except he did reappear in short order, and Deimos permitted a snort to slip through before rising off the bench. “Yes.” Then they could pilfer off and down the respective paths, and he was already mentally crossing off a street he wouldn’t visit again.
[FIN]
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
