and the only solution was to stand and fight
It hadn’t been a choice to be amidst Abandoned; that had run through his blood the moment he was born. But times and places were far more accepting than Caido had once been, and though he could’ve proclaimed a litany of exasperated efforts on accord for the Abandoned, he simply existed, threading and weaving through the knots and the lies and the textures until they weren’t so looked down upon. With everything they’d ever done for this world, and one outlier in the Voice, perhaps one day the history would be simply that and nothing more.
He grinned at the response, shrugging his shoulders; not bothered he’d had an opportunity to practice something out of the norm. “This was plenty. When you obtain a longer ranged weapon for yourself, then maybe we can try a different sort of challenge.” The Dragoon would need practice after all, for whatever he managed to snag. “Thank you for the help.” After extensions of gratitude, they could both be on their way, back into thresholds that needed shielding and protecting.
[FIN]
He grinned at the response, shrugging his shoulders; not bothered he’d had an opportunity to practice something out of the norm. “This was plenty. When you obtain a longer ranged weapon for yourself, then maybe we can try a different sort of challenge.” The Dragoon would need practice after all, for whatever he managed to snag. “Thank you for the help.” After extensions of gratitude, they could both be on their way, back into thresholds that needed shielding and protecting.
[FIN]
DEIMOS
