cover you when the sky comes crashing in
“Apparently.” He could only shrug; not putting much thought into the insinuations. It’d been the same in Helovia – demigods sprung from those supposedly worthy enough to be chosen vessels, and something about that made him narrow his eyes too, uncertain if he was disgusted or confused. Maybe both. Maybe everything simultaneously, with the world pressing in on them in all directions; grasping at strands, already set to unfurl further down the line. And they’d be behind every step of the way.
The Sword breathed away any other connotations corresponding to the Shield, gaze falling downward, to the floor, to anything else, while the Warden seemed to interpret as best she could. He’d apparently caused more frustrations, had an apology set behind his teeth, when the other inquiries spun, and he glanced up, back to the desk, memories churning. There were time he would’ve easily said yes, they were perfectly reasonable, but now? Now he didn’t know. He felt like he hardly knew them at all anymore, everything altered, changed, and he’d been ostracized, forced away, tossed aside, with one catastrophe after the next. Perhaps he’d done it to himself too. “I do not know for certain, but I doubt they would be out for Ascended blood.” There were always ways of manipulation though; and without an awareness of the people within the Order, they could only speculate, only ponder, only wonder.
The Sword breathed away any other connotations corresponding to the Shield, gaze falling downward, to the floor, to anything else, while the Warden seemed to interpret as best she could. He’d apparently caused more frustrations, had an apology set behind his teeth, when the other inquiries spun, and he glanced up, back to the desk, memories churning. There were time he would’ve easily said yes, they were perfectly reasonable, but now? Now he didn’t know. He felt like he hardly knew them at all anymore, everything altered, changed, and he’d been ostracized, forced away, tossed aside, with one catastrophe after the next. Perhaps he’d done it to himself too. “I do not know for certain, but I doubt they would be out for Ascended blood.” There were always ways of manipulation though; and without an awareness of the people within the Order, they could only speculate, only ponder, only wonder.
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