girls can be dangerous and still win
She nodded, compliant but not wholly content with the idea of it. Perhaps it’d be as he’d said; the information extended, there, and what they’d decide to do thereafter would be up to them. What could be done lingered along her mind, because this wasn’t like the Family, where they’d understood the semblances of a foreign invasion, so to speak, but something, currently, either lingering in dreams or being held together with sand.
Weaponry was easier. Melita knew the mechanics of destruction like the back of her hand. That her uncle hadn’t thought of instilling such offensive means into his land made her scoff and grant a quiet huff of her breath, as if she was marginally disappointed, before quirking her brow at the contained legions. She had a suggestion in mind instantly, something to do with utilizing the Barrows and graves and y’know, making a whole bunch of old dead people be resurrected for a half a second and be armaments, but on another notion she kept that one back. Maybe a bit too macabre. “Or, hear me out, blow them up,” she offered with a vague tease. “Depends on where you would want it, I suppose. What you’d choose to defend first.”
Weaponry was easier. Melita knew the mechanics of destruction like the back of her hand. That her uncle hadn’t thought of instilling such offensive means into his land made her scoff and grant a quiet huff of her breath, as if she was marginally disappointed, before quirking her brow at the contained legions. She had a suggestion in mind instantly, something to do with utilizing the Barrows and graves and y’know, making a whole bunch of old dead people be resurrected for a half a second and be armaments, but on another notion she kept that one back. Maybe a bit too macabre. “Or, hear me out, blow them up,” she offered with a vague tease. “Depends on where you would want it, I suppose. What you’d choose to defend first.”
Melita
she knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in
