DEIMOS
Deimos could concur on the Kiada deserves it line – though he did laugh at the other portions. “I cannot imagine,” came on a sarcastic line, rearranging the cage so it would fit nicely into his bag, snorting. “Though I hope she returns the favor.” The Harpy wasn’t one to take such portions willingly, and the Sword presumed she had more than enough fire, vitriol, and bite, to interact with the other Ancient just fine.
They’d be able to part ways then. “Mm. I need to head there soon as well. For the pool party.” And if he made a face about it – something in equal parts dread and forbearing, then that was that. At the Maverick’s grin though, he laughed. “Sure. And maybe under better circumstances.” Rather than slaying void creatures or having to procure them as bait.
With a wave, the Sword headed off, back into the necessities his region required.
[FIN]
They’d be able to part ways then. “Mm. I need to head there soon as well. For the pool party.” And if he made a face about it – something in equal parts dread and forbearing, then that was that. At the Maverick’s grin though, he laughed. “Sure. And maybe under better circumstances.” Rather than slaying void creatures or having to procure them as bait.
With a wave, the Sword headed off, back into the necessities his region required.
[FIN]
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
