Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Unwinding from another patrol with the rest of the soldiers, circumventing and circulating along the Citadel walls, and then back again, had ensured his restless energy had succumbed for a while – heightened senses, alert to anything and everything, maneuvering under power and prowess, but by the time he’d returned to the outskirts of the barracks, his eyes had already cast their wake upon the Academy.Where he was certain Ru had sequestered herself in – as she’d done seasons and months prior.
Feeling very juvenile, boyish, and irritating, he rolled his shoulders, and snagged some snow from nearby, rolling it into a perfected sphere as he advanced upon the building. Pinpointing the Valkyrie’s office had been relatively easy, he could see her outline near the window, and he simply opted to bide his time. Slow, methodical steps. Determined, stalwart march.
And then hurling the snowball straight into the glass – not even bothering to hide himself, hoping to watch her jump in surprise or launch into annoyance.
