ROANA
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Roana just snickered and shook her head, letting his nudge sway her course slightly to the side (it was the little wins when starting up that meant the most after all). ”I know, I know. My skin is thicker than that, believe me.” she assured. She did wish people weren’t so adamantly against her – wished they would give her a chance to prove she wasn’t what they thought by doing something other than nothing. It would be nice to be able to go to the Rathskellar and not have random, nameless, faceless Outlanders whisper about her behind her back. But if that’s the level of petty people were at that was fine. It wouldn’t stop her from accomplishing what she needed to.Staring straight back at me?
His reaction to her words was priceless. She laughed outright, her head falling back. ”Oh Ronin, if only you knew some of the things the female recruits would say about you in the guard changing room.” she said with a mischievous grin. Oh, yes. The Captain had been quite the heartthrob.
”Maybe. Maybe not. Depends on if we can find out her weakness, what will make her willing to give up her freedom.” Roana said with a light shrug. ”Or perhaps just the general idea – They managed to trap her once. Certainly she can be bound, willingly or otherwise.” she suggested. "It is the only solution I can think of with the minimal amount of potential bloodshed. Otherwise its full scale genocide." Wipe out the goddess of the ascended, the ascended would have to go too.
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
I don't know?
