Deimos
walked from revelation to revelation
came back storm-drenched
came back storm-drenched
If he were not so readily alert and focused, he might have missed the arrival of Hadama altogether; as it was, his eyes still widened, not expecting the Torchline ruler to be here. Which was probably the same case in his existence amidst the Grounds instead of Halo, but that was neither here nor there. His brows arched considerably, before going back to their usual furrowed or stoic countenance, watching as the man swam closer, contemplating a horde of inquiries likely to be launched his way.
Keeping the armor still amidst the roll of the currents, he tilted his head. “Evening,” giving no explanation yet – but perhaps the Safrin demigod would already have the notions in place. “We are all well.” Pausing, then repositioning his arm to curtail a further motion amidst the idle waves, he unfurled a long breath. “I wanted to upgrade my armor, in case of -,” well, anything going on in Starfall, pending a whole multitude of pragmatic solutions, so he shrugged that away. “Sah and I made some more enhanced gas masks as well.”
Keeping the armor still amidst the roll of the currents, he tilted his head. “Evening,” giving no explanation yet – but perhaps the Safrin demigod would already have the notions in place. “We are all well.” Pausing, then repositioning his arm to curtail a further motion amidst the idle waves, he unfurled a long breath. “I wanted to upgrade my armor, in case of -,” well, anything going on in Starfall, pending a whole multitude of pragmatic solutions, so he shrugged that away. “Sah and I made some more enhanced gas masks as well.”
through shattered mountains and aching famine
stronger than all of it
stronger than all of it
