if you don't terrify people a little then what's the point
For once, these movements didn’t brew and brim along his form with a brutal sense of unease. There was no apprehension, no consternation, in their advance towards Kiada’s domicile; perhaps because it was familiar, another boundary of sanctums and sanctuaries, amidst the turmoil, chaos, mistakes, and sedition. If one were capable, and there were several of those individuals around, of reading the nonchalance, the reticence, the reserved domineer, they might’ve even detected the barest hints of amusement.
They’d meandered their way along family dinners before, back when the Harpy could investigate, poke, and prod at Deimos and Amalia.
Now it was Kiada’s turn, and the monolith was fully intent on enjoying himself.
Tucking away the traces of devilish predilection, the Sword and Shield didn’t have far to go from their house to Kiada’s, and only seemed to meander carefully due to the amount of food they were bringing along. Along Deimos’ held platter was a turkey, fresh from the morning’s hunt, plucked, defeathered, then subsequently cooked, and portions of Amalia’s baking. Reaching the front door, he bordered on actual propriety and knocked with a free foot against the aperture – instead of barging in as either of them would ordinarily do – bestowing his wife the barest hints of a smirk.
They’d meandered their way along family dinners before, back when the Harpy could investigate, poke, and prod at Deimos and Amalia.
Now it was Kiada’s turn, and the monolith was fully intent on enjoying himself.
Tucking away the traces of devilish predilection, the Sword and Shield didn’t have far to go from their house to Kiada’s, and only seemed to meander carefully due to the amount of food they were bringing along. Along Deimos’ held platter was a turkey, fresh from the morning’s hunt, plucked, defeathered, then subsequently cooked, and portions of Amalia’s baking. Reaching the front door, he bordered on actual propriety and knocked with a free foot against the aperture – instead of barging in as either of them would ordinarily do – bestowing his wife the barest hints of a smirk.
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