Safrin
"This is what we have been trying to tell you all, all along...the Voice poisons them. People who you never thought would be capable of such things, now do them without blinking. For all of the Voice's cunning when it comes to her upgrades, spinning this story of hers such that she creates soldiers willing to die for her cause out of the most logical of minds...that is her true strength."
Safrin's galactic gaze pours into Ronin's until his field of vision is full of nothing but blissful blue eternity. There they stay for centuries, perhaps, until such time that Safrin blinks and her hands slip away. "Be well, sugar. And Ronin?" With her hands at her sides and her body clothed in lace instead of the Huntsman's hands, the goddess smiles.
"I love you."
And then she is gone.
Safrin's galactic gaze pours into Ronin's until his field of vision is full of nothing but blissful blue eternity. There they stay for centuries, perhaps, until such time that Safrin blinks and her hands slip away. "Be well, sugar. And Ronin?" With her hands at her sides and her body clothed in lace instead of the Huntsman's hands, the goddess smiles.
"I love you."
And then she is gone.
