as I watch the foaming breakers
when the tide comes rushing in
when the tide comes rushing in
The mess wrought by a rather impressive display of telekinesis (for the girl's age at least) only prompts a further raised brow. More for her to clean, it seems. Hotaru may have only demanded the cleaning of the wall, but she is already known to be fickle (though usually not about the Academy) so why should she care what the girl thinks of being ordered to clean the rest?
"Your understanding is appreciated," she simpers in return, her sarcasm leagues more elegant than the spat brashness she is faced with. Releasing the young woman - though keeping quite a keen eye on her - Hotaru assists with cleaning up if only to ensure it's done properly. Shifting her hands into Komodo claws to scrape the mess off the top of the dirt and snow without chilling her fingers or leaving anything behind to attract rodents and pests, she scoops up the waste and shamelessly uses the bag the girl had brought the eggs in to store the refuse.
It takes nearly thirty minutes of dedicated cleaning due to lack of materials, but Hotaru does not trust she can retrieve any without the young woman running off. Besides, it's only harder for the girl, not the Valkyrie, who has plenty of shifts and magic to assist her.
Critically surveying the wall, Hotaru nods firmly and turns to the girl, taking the bag into her own possession to dispose of; no sense in giving the rebel more literal ammunition if she's going to be taking her eyes off her. "Very well. This is satisfactory. I will see you at training tomorrow in the intermediary hall, understand?" The Valkyrie awaits confirmation first before she shifts into her falcon form once more, clutching the bag in her talons and hefting it into the air with her to dispose of elsewhere.
- Fin!
"Your understanding is appreciated," she simpers in return, her sarcasm leagues more elegant than the spat brashness she is faced with. Releasing the young woman - though keeping quite a keen eye on her - Hotaru assists with cleaning up if only to ensure it's done properly. Shifting her hands into Komodo claws to scrape the mess off the top of the dirt and snow without chilling her fingers or leaving anything behind to attract rodents and pests, she scoops up the waste and shamelessly uses the bag the girl had brought the eggs in to store the refuse.
It takes nearly thirty minutes of dedicated cleaning due to lack of materials, but Hotaru does not trust she can retrieve any without the young woman running off. Besides, it's only harder for the girl, not the Valkyrie, who has plenty of shifts and magic to assist her.
Critically surveying the wall, Hotaru nods firmly and turns to the girl, taking the bag into her own possession to dispose of; no sense in giving the rebel more literal ammunition if she's going to be taking her eyes off her. "Very well. This is satisfactory. I will see you at training tomorrow in the intermediary hall, understand?" The Valkyrie awaits confirmation first before she shifts into her falcon form once more, clutching the bag in her talons and hefting it into the air with her to dispose of elsewhere.
- Fin!
I will contemplate my lifetime
with its virtues and its sins
with its virtues and its sins
