Hotaru
It feels far too fast and yet seems to take an eternity all at the same time. Impossibly difficult to remain rooted to the sand as she watches Nate get carried in, looking as close to death as an Ascended can physically display. Even harder to watch as Sunjata faces down his father, flinching with each strike that lands, each cut that mars his skin. A shout rises and strangles in her throat as the two tumble over the cliff and out of sight, stumbling half a step forward in an aborted attempt to follow.
Everything after that is numb.
People move too quickly for her to keep track, but she forces herself to turn her eyes to Nate and the unknown man who is already helping him up and away - that infernal muzzle still firmly in place. It may be for the best, she isn't sure. Her knowledge of the Ascended still has far too many patches. What she does know is that Atlas' powers work on them, and so she sprints across the sand with the unicorn following at her side, getting close enough to use his healing magic on the worst of the physical wounds. Emotion shoved to the wayside for the moment to focus on ensuring she does not lose another loved one. Forcing herself to hope, to have faith in Sunjata and his aquatic form that she prays has saved his life. For now, she can at least heal some of the worst wounds that may keep Nate from being led away.
As for the thirst, well...that is something only his goddess can fix. Yet another debt owed to a goddess she has yet to even meet.
Everything after that is numb.
People move too quickly for her to keep track, but she forces herself to turn her eyes to Nate and the unknown man who is already helping him up and away - that infernal muzzle still firmly in place. It may be for the best, she isn't sure. Her knowledge of the Ascended still has far too many patches. What she does know is that Atlas' powers work on them, and so she sprints across the sand with the unicorn following at her side, getting close enough to use his healing magic on the worst of the physical wounds. Emotion shoved to the wayside for the moment to focus on ensuring she does not lose another loved one. Forcing herself to hope, to have faith in Sunjata and his aquatic form that she prays has saved his life. For now, she can at least heal some of the worst wounds that may keep Nate from being led away.
As for the thirst, well...that is something only his goddess can fix. Yet another debt owed to a goddess she has yet to even meet.
I'm ready to hope, swing me out of the low
Wide awake in the glow, I can't do this alone
Wide awake in the glow, I can't do this alone
