cover you when the sky comes crashing in
Oh, he could potentially scoff; there was always time for the Sword to make one of his juvenile judgments. But he waited, patient and composed, as the final card was drawn. Tilting his head vaguely, his brows furrowed and his eyes narrowed. He’d been told in multitudes to be drawn towards his creativity, and if taken literally, he usually did so with his creation incantations, or the piles of journals, the parchments of plans and blueprints for Halovian construction and potentials. “You mean I cannot just beat something apart?” He rumbled with his drawn humor; nose wrinkling over the pragmatics. “Or set it ablaze?” Because quite frankly, those solutions had worked wonders for him in the past.
And though he was taking it at a jocular angle for now, the surmising of current events kept making him meander around the notions. It probably would take other tactics to retrieve Ronin’s rapier, deal with Starfall, and the Family, as a whole. “We will see.” He admitted – though not without the hordes of trepidation lodged between his ribs. Erebos giggled, and the Warden shook his head. “Do you often pull cards for yourself?” Curious, perhaps, to know if she strived to follow those pathlines set for herself, or let it all flicker into reality.
And though he was taking it at a jocular angle for now, the surmising of current events kept making him meander around the notions. It probably would take other tactics to retrieve Ronin’s rapier, deal with Starfall, and the Family, as a whole. “We will see.” He admitted – though not without the hordes of trepidation lodged between his ribs. Erebos giggled, and the Warden shook his head. “Do you often pull cards for yourself?” Curious, perhaps, to know if she strived to follow those pathlines set for herself, or let it all flicker into reality.
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