Phoebe
"And from the sound of it, it seemed there was nothing much to like." she said softly. A slight shift in her perception was beginning to take form thanks to his insight. Perhaps Frey had not intended to defend the Ascended or the Voice with their questioning. Instead, it may have been a reflex - to question a definitive statement in light of the many shades of grey that colored the world. Perhaps she was being too forgiving and naïve...which really wouldn't be a surprise.
But with a few quick flicks of his claws, the sculpture was done, and there was no longer time to consider the complexities of the gods and their relationships and behaviors. "Yes, I would like that! My forehead is still a bit sore after that." she said, rubbing it lightly, happy to follow Ronin's lead into the woods, one horned creature after the other.
{FIN}
But with a few quick flicks of his claws, the sculpture was done, and there was no longer time to consider the complexities of the gods and their relationships and behaviors. "Yes, I would like that! My forehead is still a bit sore after that." she said, rubbing it lightly, happy to follow Ronin's lead into the woods, one horned creature after the other.
{FIN}
i could be all sad but i have shit to do
