Soleil
youngsters should plan ahead
“‘In charge’ is an awfully strong choice of words for someone so chill and sweet,” she quips with a grin, and it’s a shame she has no tail - of either Ancient or Attuned variety - because it would surely be curling with mischievous satisfaction behind her right now. Edmund has his shit together, absolutely, but he’d always struck her as more constant and reliable than in charge. Maybe Maea will be different, maybe not. Soleil loves the guild, but at the end of the day she doesn’t need it to fulfill her goals and desires.
Tal’s wariness is well-matched, but Soleil doesn’t let it show. What if the void can smell fear? Hopefully the courier isn’t truly afraid, or his fear-stink might rub off on her too. It’s a ridiculous intrusive thought that forces her to bite her tongue so she doesn’t laugh at the worst possible time of him mentioning dying and Sohalia in the same breath. “Sounds good! Why don’t you tell me about Maea while we go, since you know her better?” The two continue their way down the river, retreating with enough time to make it back to the Peregrine before the void-plants can do more than swipe at their bootprints.
- Fin
Tal’s wariness is well-matched, but Soleil doesn’t let it show. What if the void can smell fear? Hopefully the courier isn’t truly afraid, or his fear-stink might rub off on her too. It’s a ridiculous intrusive thought that forces her to bite her tongue so she doesn’t laugh at the worst possible time of him mentioning dying and Sohalia in the same breath. “Sounds good! Why don’t you tell me about Maea while we go, since you know her better?” The two continue their way down the river, retreating with enough time to make it back to the Peregrine before the void-plants can do more than swipe at their bootprints.
- Fin
otherwise they're good as dead
