Seren
Ah, yes. The sickness. The reason why she had been plucked back to the stars, until it was well and truly erased. Seren nodded and pulled the mask down from her face, stifled by the clinging heat of her own breath.
"Did you catch it too, then?" she asked curiously. "I wanted to help so badly... not that there was anything I could have done." Others had hands far more capable than her own.
"Dad brought me here not too long ago. Very briefly, to do some stargazing. I think it might look better from above, honestly." The glowing lava crisscrossing the landscape had been a stunning sight in the dark.
Still, they were here now, and if she didn't stray too far from Deimos it was no trouble breathing. The solid river of stone fascinated Seren, and she kept stopping along the way to pick up pieces of rock twisted in curious shapes. Occasionally she popped one away into her pocket space, because why not.
"How are you holding up? You've been very quiet since Morgan left." The question was off-hand and casual. Where she had expected triumph and relief over a successfully completed mission, there was only... well. Not nothing, but... A prickling sense of something brewing beneath the surface, perhaps. Something bottled up, threatening to blow. Maybe it was the landscape, but Seren kept thinking of the tremouring earth as Apopo erupted.
Maybe she was just imagining things.
"Did you catch it too, then?" she asked curiously. "I wanted to help so badly... not that there was anything I could have done." Others had hands far more capable than her own.
"Dad brought me here not too long ago. Very briefly, to do some stargazing. I think it might look better from above, honestly." The glowing lava crisscrossing the landscape had been a stunning sight in the dark.
Still, they were here now, and if she didn't stray too far from Deimos it was no trouble breathing. The solid river of stone fascinated Seren, and she kept stopping along the way to pick up pieces of rock twisted in curious shapes. Occasionally she popped one away into her pocket space, because why not.
"How are you holding up? You've been very quiet since Morgan left." The question was off-hand and casual. Where she had expected triumph and relief over a successfully completed mission, there was only... well. Not nothing, but... A prickling sense of something brewing beneath the surface, perhaps. Something bottled up, threatening to blow. Maybe it was the landscape, but Seren kept thinking of the tremouring earth as Apopo erupted.
Maybe she was just imagining things.
Battle born they send us
Covered in our noble blood
Covered in our noble blood
