Deimos
“Then I stand corrected,” he tipped his head and gave another small smile, recalling the flurry of letters, but perhaps not the official notice of infection. And it’d been so early on, perhaps none of them had realized the true matter of implications. Continuing to peruse and study the pineapple, and ensuring he wouldn’t touch it, given his experience with the previous bouts, he took in the noted information, storing it away for future intervals. Brow furrowing, he recalled this Everest; following after Dahlia, his Attuned bombardments carrying through bonds, orders shifting as he went out with Hadama and Maea. “Hm. Is it also a symptom to be involved with the Family?” Asking Flora directly, he supposed, if she’d ever felt the inclination – as Everest apparently had.
Not knowing the individual, he couldn’t comment on the dating aspects, but did suppress a snort for Flora’s insinuations. Thereafter, utilizing his Mastered Earth, he plucked at the pineapple and its roots from underneath, curling and contorting around it so it lifted straight into the air with his other enchantments. Belial hissed at it as the Sword steadied the jar underneath all the accoutrements.
But since she was interested in the notice, regardless of circumstances surrounding the particulars, he rattled off the list as he worked, laying out the measures necessary. Some with fortune, others with strength, and the necessities with rigor and work. Waiting for a reaction from the lengthy, but still reassuring all the same (because it meant they could do something), diatribe, he then shrugged again. “I imagine many will be making a rotating pilgrimage to Frey’s Breath.”
Not knowing the individual, he couldn’t comment on the dating aspects, but did suppress a snort for Flora’s insinuations. Thereafter, utilizing his Mastered Earth, he plucked at the pineapple and its roots from underneath, curling and contorting around it so it lifted straight into the air with his other enchantments. Belial hissed at it as the Sword steadied the jar underneath all the accoutrements.
But since she was interested in the notice, regardless of circumstances surrounding the particulars, he rattled off the list as he worked, laying out the measures necessary. Some with fortune, others with strength, and the necessities with rigor and work. Waiting for a reaction from the lengthy, but still reassuring all the same (because it meant they could do something), diatribe, he then shrugged again. “I imagine many will be making a rotating pilgrimage to Frey’s Breath.”
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
