DEIMOS
Given his nonchalance and impassivity, there was no judgement brewing; for the moment, anyway. His features were caught and taut in their usual layers of stoicism, hiding all the brooding factions buried under the surface. Truth be told, he’d wandered out here for the silence and freedom, the liberation of being out of the Citadel and not chased down, of not being called to somewhere else – Sohalia couldn’t help with that. “No,” he shook his head, granting the barest crook of a smile, and released a long, slow breath that billowed out into the colder air. “Was just taking a moment.” One of those ‘breaks’ everyone told him to snag. They never quite stuck anyway – for a reason or another.
A man of concise and succinct mannerisms, he went past the politeness and down into the crisp foundations of why she’d arrived at all. “What did you want to discuss?”
A man of concise and succinct mannerisms, he went past the politeness and down into the crisp foundations of why she’d arrived at all. “What did you want to discuss?”
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
