DEIMOS
Deimos assisted silently. Too many funerals, too much blood on his hands, too many motions and notions stinging the angles of his movements, but he carried on much the same; nodding towards those gathered, to Talyson, to Sah, not really knowing what to say. Hands that detested being idle wedged a few more pieces of wood into place, ensuring the kindling and stoking would be adequate for the eventual infernos taking bodies and souls home.
His eyes flickered briefly to Sah and the unknown woman – he’d recognize multitudes in Halo by now, as Warden, as General, as compatriot of protection and sentinel prowess. Brows followed their residual furrows though when he found no familiarity hastening to his mind – even distracted and addled as it was. “Not one of ours,” came with a shake of his head; none of his Shields, none of his warriors, wondering if she’d been a distant relative of someone in the vicinity – backing away as more came to glance and spare a look. A stoic nod of his head followed suit though, gesturing back to Sah. “But she will be honored just the same.”
His eyes flickered briefly to Sah and the unknown woman – he’d recognize multitudes in Halo by now, as Warden, as General, as compatriot of protection and sentinel prowess. Brows followed their residual furrows though when he found no familiarity hastening to his mind – even distracted and addled as it was. “Not one of ours,” came with a shake of his head; none of his Shields, none of his warriors, wondering if she’d been a distant relative of someone in the vicinity – backing away as more came to glance and spare a look. A stoic nod of his head followed suit though, gesturing back to Sah. “But she will be honored just the same.”
i'm in the mood to dissolve in the sky
