fight, because you don't know how to die quietly
Nobody around here was the same as when he had left it. Only one person was and Varus wasn’t sure where his friend had gone off to, but without the need for sleep, he’s found simply watching those mill about, back resting against the wall with his leg hitched up, boot pressed against the wall as well, before his gaze catches sight of a boy with what appears to be some sort of fire going on within him.
And oh good! The kid is stalking over to him.
The question is aired and Varus raises a dark brow at the kid, scanning him over for the blood that drips, subconsciously searching for any other wounds before a heavy sigh leaves him. How’d he know he was Ascended? He sums it up to the missing arm.
He pushes himself off the wall, casting a glance up at the kid that’s surprisingly tall and yet not being deterred by it. “You go to a shrine of the Voice and ask her.” He supplies easily, shoulders pulling back as he regards Nikolai. “You looking to Ascend right now, kid?” His blue gaze scans the kid again, awaiting the answer before deciding whether he’d be abandoning his people watching plans.
And oh good! The kid is stalking over to him.
The question is aired and Varus raises a dark brow at the kid, scanning him over for the blood that drips, subconsciously searching for any other wounds before a heavy sigh leaves him. How’d he know he was Ascended? He sums it up to the missing arm.
He pushes himself off the wall, casting a glance up at the kid that’s surprisingly tall and yet not being deterred by it. “You go to a shrine of the Voice and ask her.” He supplies easily, shoulders pulling back as he regards Nikolai. “You looking to Ascend right now, kid?” His blue gaze scans the kid again, awaiting the answer before deciding whether he’d be abandoning his people watching plans.
VARUS
