remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Deimos’s General duties were rarely complete – much to be done in the way of fixing schedules, training constituents, lending and blending exercises, climbing wall enterprises, and even facets of the truly mundane, liking picking up the weaponry, and making repairs. He leaned against one of the walls, nodding towards the soldiers who were finishing up or just starting, warming up their hands close to the braziers, when Talyson meandered in. the Sword said nothing as the courier made his selection, the spear unsurprisingly, but the shield far too large for his arm – pondering when the notions of even grabbing one had started. Finalizing another stitch in a piece of armor, and watching the youth from the corner of his eye, some motions were correct.When he couldn’t take it anymore, the Sword maneuvered away from the others, placing the leather pieces down amongst their fixed brethren, and striding over to a set of armaments and shields. Selecting another, slightly smaller and lighter than Talyson’s chosen guard, he strode over. “That is too big for you,” came by way of announcing his presence, before immediately grabbing the one in the courier’s hands, and trading it out. With his impassive features, he glanced downward, arching his brow, toying with the broader piece of metal in his hands. “We train with the right equipment, so the practice is correct as well.”
And then his gaze landed on the target, for it had been an alteration in the man’s routine. “What brought this on?”
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
