I could take all that you love
We could get down fading numb
We could get down fading numb
"Unfortunately," she agrees lightly, amusement curling her pink lips despite the nature of her response. Hotaru has been met with little to no judgment on the matter admittedly; even her chosen deity does not much care for her designation. And those who spoke up against her nature? Well, they would find themselves on the wrong end of her lightning, and that would be that. "They were a ruling family for a time. Held quite a terrible grip of the Grounds, too. They are mostly dead or scattered these days." A roll of her wrist, dismissing the idea out of hand with an air that could almost be described as apathetic. For all she misses Loren at times, the rest could rot for all she cared.
Perhaps laughter is not the appropriate reaction to talk of war, but it is what the stranger receives. "Oh, I don't doubt it is. Until one is destroyed, neither side will cease trying." To Hotaru, that is merely the way the world works. Fight and fight and fight until you are left triumphantly standing overtop your enemy's felled form. She has orchestrated enough of her own wars, not to mention those of Gods who seek to make them soldiers. What is one more to the list? Though he reveals his hand when he notes his involvement in the first war - Hotaru is too sharp to let such a comment go without investigation. "Ah, so you must be one of The Voice's original Ascended. How old does that make you?" Nothing more to be found to her tone than genuine curiosity.
His smirk causes a line of heat to run up her spine, but whether that's due to his own attractiveness or the echo of Nate's grin in the space of his mouth is beyond her. It does at least remind her of her manners. "I'm Hotaru, you can call me Ru," she expounds with a smirk of her own, extending the nickname like a bared wrist, an offering. Her own gaze follows his, searching the structure she has made her own. "Hm, a year now I believe? Where I came from, I ruled a kingdom with an environment almost identical to Halo, but we had natural hot springs not found here. I created this as the first phase to that ultimate goal."
Perhaps laughter is not the appropriate reaction to talk of war, but it is what the stranger receives. "Oh, I don't doubt it is. Until one is destroyed, neither side will cease trying." To Hotaru, that is merely the way the world works. Fight and fight and fight until you are left triumphantly standing overtop your enemy's felled form. She has orchestrated enough of her own wars, not to mention those of Gods who seek to make them soldiers. What is one more to the list? Though he reveals his hand when he notes his involvement in the first war - Hotaru is too sharp to let such a comment go without investigation. "Ah, so you must be one of The Voice's original Ascended. How old does that make you?" Nothing more to be found to her tone than genuine curiosity.
His smirk causes a line of heat to run up her spine, but whether that's due to his own attractiveness or the echo of Nate's grin in the space of his mouth is beyond her. It does at least remind her of her manners. "I'm Hotaru, you can call me Ru," she expounds with a smirk of her own, extending the nickname like a bared wrist, an offering. Her own gaze follows his, searching the structure she has made her own. "Hm, a year now I believe? Where I came from, I ruled a kingdom with an environment almost identical to Halo, but we had natural hot springs not found here. I created this as the first phase to that ultimate goal."
Gasoline kiss on my lips
Tell yourself you know it's me
Tell yourself you know it's me
