Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Peace and repose’s effects meant there were opportunities for individuals to come together – it’d been years since the last attempt, and with different people and facets, the Sword had more jocular expectations. Change and circumstance, life and death, restoration and upheaval, and somehow they all still had one another – and that’s what he’d savor for today.Preparations had been an ongoing process since that morning, in between duties, meetings, and missives, but by the late afternoon it’d become a coordinated effort of food, drinks, and some portions still cooking – or awaiting order specifications (ursur steak being the highlight). With the dessert still in the oven, and the wafting aroma of blackberries mingling through the kitchen, they really only had to wait on Kiada and Ru to arrive – with whatever chaos they chose.
Turning to Evie, and hiding any apprehension he had from the last dinner shared with family, his brow arched, and a long, slow breath unfurled. “Do we need anything else?”
