Elide
It's a bit of a comfort to be validated, especially by someone you admire and aspire to be as strong as. Deimos' words soften the blow of the lessons that have come crashing in around her. It all weighs heavily across her shoulders and the forefront of her mind. But there is little anyone can say that will actually lighten the load. It's all she can think about now, the chaos she stands to face in LongNight.
Her expression relaxes a little from the darker frown, visibly resigning to his advice. "You're right, of course. I can't give up before I've even begun." A life spent in relative solitude with her head down. Of all times, now she's chosen to become something more. It's quite the test, and really impeccable timing on her part...
We all do.
She's taken aback, not having expected him to agree. But then he continues and the question in the arch of his brow has her nodding before she can even think about what he's said. Once she does, he's already moving on to invite her to showcase her real skills.
Her own trusty crossbow rests safely at home but, there is a whole plethora of weaponry at her fingertips. Another nod, "I was wondering if you would ask," and she moves to trade the sword for a crossbow.
Once readied with a full quiver slung over her shoulder, Elide takes a ready stance, one hand supporting the underside while the other holds it firmly by the handle. After years of practice with this weapon, even one that's new to her feels comfortable.
To start off, she will see how difficult Deimos intends to make this before she really settles into any sort of tactic. Once he is ready, her first shot will be simple. A few extra seconds are taken to attempt to predict his patterns and, when she feels the moment is right, she lifts the sights up to her eye, pulls the back of the handle into her shoulder, and aims a few inches ahead of the target before pulling the trigger.
Her expression relaxes a little from the darker frown, visibly resigning to his advice. "You're right, of course. I can't give up before I've even begun." A life spent in relative solitude with her head down. Of all times, now she's chosen to become something more. It's quite the test, and really impeccable timing on her part...
We all do.
She's taken aback, not having expected him to agree. But then he continues and the question in the arch of his brow has her nodding before she can even think about what he's said. Once she does, he's already moving on to invite her to showcase her real skills.
Her own trusty crossbow rests safely at home but, there is a whole plethora of weaponry at her fingertips. Another nod, "I was wondering if you would ask," and she moves to trade the sword for a crossbow.
Once readied with a full quiver slung over her shoulder, Elide takes a ready stance, one hand supporting the underside while the other holds it firmly by the handle. After years of practice with this weapon, even one that's new to her feels comfortable.
To start off, she will see how difficult Deimos intends to make this before she really settles into any sort of tactic. Once he is ready, her first shot will be simple. A few extra seconds are taken to attempt to predict his patterns and, when she feels the moment is right, she lifts the sights up to her eye, pulls the back of the handle into her shoulder, and aims a few inches ahead of the target before pulling the trigger.
sewn together, my humanity and my immortality
together, they hang, trading places like sun and moon
together, they hang, trading places like sun and moon
