[RQ] Crystal Clear

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Cheeky and obnoxious, Belial continued to counter with a fanged grin, ignoring the hound’s attempts at some obvious warning. Deimos lifted his head to watch for a moment, frowning, while the peryton launched into an elegant tailspin, descending rapidly – a great, grand showoff, before – Zuriel snagged him by the ends of his feathers, and the companion was truly caught out. With the unicorn putting the beast in line, the General rolled his eyes, and went on about his work, intending to piece together glass pane number three as Talyson moved the other piece onto the sled. “Yes,” he murmured, concentrating on orchestrating an identical pane to the former – hands outlining the details in their gilded faction. As far as the sun cannon, he studied the ground, brows furrowing, while the questions came reeling. “Perhaps it can store the solar energy,” harnessing it for the benefit of Halo. It’d be an inquiry for later, after construction and building, and likely for Frey, on how to truly work all the mechanics together. “Hence why we will have a discussion about it,” noting with an arch of his brow, as the third came into fruition, the veneer surface smooth and concise. master of nothing place; of recoil and grace