Ah. Everyone off in different directions again. Lovely. Not even Deimos seemed keen to stay, and Jigano shook his head ruefully as amusement overcame exasperation - or at least equaled it. Gods most fortunate, they were one hell of a dysfunctional little family unit... but they were also what he had, and he wouldn't trade them, not for all the rough edges and sparks they could strike off each other.
He knelt to pick up the staff as Kiada disappeared, testing it as a walking stick and finding it perfectly suited to the task. A good thing, too, as the earth protested again and made its displeasure known, and he frowned around at the beauty they were leaving, hoping against hope that it would remain when they returned again.
And return they would, he had no doubt of that.
He settled into the place Deimos offered for him, nodding wry appreciation to the General but saving his words for later as they walked towards the tunnel.
Jigano gives in to the inevitable, collects Amalia's staff and reaches out to touch the book as the three musketeers (plus Zuriel) walk towards the tunnel with the portal book.
He knelt to pick up the staff as Kiada disappeared, testing it as a walking stick and finding it perfectly suited to the task. A good thing, too, as the earth protested again and made its displeasure known, and he frowned around at the beauty they were leaving, hoping against hope that it would remain when they returned again.
And return they would, he had no doubt of that.
He settled into the place Deimos offered for him, nodding wry appreciation to the General but saving his words for later as they walked towards the tunnel.
Jigano gives in to the inevitable, collects Amalia's staff and reaches out to touch the book as the three musketeers (plus Zuriel) walk towards the tunnel with the portal book.
