Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
It was good to hear them conversing. Were this a more dangerous scenario, time would be of the essence, and calculations would have to be swift – plans made in haste. But this was an opportunity for them to try out communication tactics and skills, and so he listened as they talked and discussed, and he held in any laughs (primarily over whether the infant was real – as if Deimos would put an actual baby out there to dangle on a ledge). An enemy? Sure. Eventually though, Elizabeth seemed to utilize something, and his brow arched as he witnessed threads of telepathy maneuver around – holding the ‘baby’ from any sudden falls…yet.
And then they seemed to be starting outwards, shuffling along on the ice, clinging to one another. It worked well initially, everyone seemed to be capable of remaining upright, and they hadn’t hit any of the Sword’s pitfalls. Not yet anyway.
Though it did look like Belial was hovering overhead…just to be obnoxious.
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The team has made it about three feet across the ice with another seven feet to go. Elizabeth’s telepathy is ensuring the ‘baby’ hasn’t fallen to its “doom”. No post order! Success will be determined on IC actions.
