The other greets her with confidence, a wolfish grin that reminds Weaver of a brighter version of herself. They might get along, she thinks, as the sunshine girl says that she’s had many fights. Though really, Weaver gets along with most people, even though she pretends like she doesn’t. There are some that don’t quite get her or her humor, of course, but Weaver generally isn’t bothered by most anything and as such, makes acquaintances easily. Friends though, that’s another thing entirely. She cares too fiercely to give away her heart that easily.
”Weaver,” she says, holding the scythe out with one hand if the girl wants to look closer. It wasn’t as if Weaver didn’t have a collection of other blades on her person if it came to it, so she isn’t worried about handing off a weapon to a stranger and possible crazy lady. It’s not like the possible crazy lady didn’t already have a weapon in her hand.
”It’s a scythe. Typically used for agriculture, not that we have much of that in Halo. My mother had this custom made though, modified for fighting instead. Like the double edged blade.” The original implement would have only had a sharpened edge on the underside, perfect for cutting grass but pretty awkward for cutting moving humans. Having the option to slice or dice made a difference. Besides, no agricultural tool was quite so elaborate, with it’s rather macabre raven-esque head. Sometimes Weaver wondered why her mother gave her the thing, what her expectation was, and though she had theories she wasn’t sure if any of them were right.
”Weaver,” she says, holding the scythe out with one hand if the girl wants to look closer. It wasn’t as if Weaver didn’t have a collection of other blades on her person if it came to it, so she isn’t worried about handing off a weapon to a stranger and possible crazy lady. It’s not like the possible crazy lady didn’t already have a weapon in her hand.
”It’s a scythe. Typically used for agriculture, not that we have much of that in Halo. My mother had this custom made though, modified for fighting instead. Like the double edged blade.” The original implement would have only had a sharpened edge on the underside, perfect for cutting grass but pretty awkward for cutting moving humans. Having the option to slice or dice made a difference. Besides, no agricultural tool was quite so elaborate, with it’s rather macabre raven-esque head. Sometimes Weaver wondered why her mother gave her the thing, what her expectation was, and though she had theories she wasn’t sure if any of them were right.
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
