after fury
what do you do
Sascha’s curious scrutiny wasn’t unwelcome; silent, quiet amusement loitering through his reticence as the younger individual poked and prodded the metal. He arched a brow, surveying the rest of his actions and movements, buoyant, exuberant, and ebullient, despite all the ghosts, wraiths, monsters, and mayhem lurking beyond the corridors. Perhaps it was the unknown that ensured Sascha remained unphased by the potential devastation, ruin, and annihilation, the press of tangible abhorrence and demolition along the hazes of the outside. The Sword would take the distraction as it was, a deterrent, an amusement, away from the pending pitfalls and oblivion restlessly toying and entangling along doors, windows, and apertures.The notions of Sascha’s actions were intriguing, enough to make him tilt his head in examination and perusal; the mention of the sickness coiling over his form. “Did you have the blight?” Had he been the same as all the others, savage and bestial, unfurling, wreaking and coiling havoc upon others? It was difficult for Deimos to surmise or imagine the healer taken into pestilence’s grasp and completely, wholly ensnared by its ministrations, courageous hearts overshadowed, overwhelmed, by the torrential disease. Perhaps that was why they hadn’t seen him – maybe he’d drifted away, away, away, far from everyone and everything, keeping some portions of the world safe from blighted anarchy. He’d recovered though, same as the others, either due to their combined efforts or luck out of the misfortune.
The cheer still pulsed though, causing the warrior to snort. “I have a new rank. General.” Of a two person militia, himself included. It might not have been anything noteworthy, had it not been the funneling and channeling of another time, another place, where he’d accepted the title proudly, where he’d led armies into slaughter and mayhem. “And gained Attuned abilities.” That one was more prominent and something to behold; feathers, fur, fangs, talons, devastating power and speed. “What about yourself?”
with the remains?
DEIMOS
