Aurelia
The name is ice that grips her lungs, expelling her breath suddenly and coldly. Deimos? A growl pushes through, one that surprises her, one that communicates both fear and warning. But she cuts it off forcibly, catching it in her throat like a smothered flame. The anger that comes is a complex kind, a feeling she has yet to work through.
From the events of the Slagveld, and everything to follow it, she had thought and focused very little on Deimos and what hand he had to play in it. Some, but not as much as Hotaru.
Now, facing it, facing him, she comes to the realization that she didn't want to turn her sights on him from the beginning. He was someone she knew, had trusted and learned from. Hotaru's betrayal was easier to digest in some ways. The wrath of a woman scorned, so the saying goes. But Deimos? Why?
You know me. You helped me, before, to master my abilities. It's me, Aurelia, or don't you remember? She steps forward, slipping from shadow into light, pausing as her claws scrape against the wet stone. Her head lifts to look directly at him, but the anger in her voice ebbs away into something like hurt, I thought highly of you, I thought you were someone I could trust. A heavy breath heaves through her chest, tense as her guard refuses to come down, I don't understand. Why you helped Hotaru...
From the events of the Slagveld, and everything to follow it, she had thought and focused very little on Deimos and what hand he had to play in it. Some, but not as much as Hotaru.
Now, facing it, facing him, she comes to the realization that she didn't want to turn her sights on him from the beginning. He was someone she knew, had trusted and learned from. Hotaru's betrayal was easier to digest in some ways. The wrath of a woman scorned, so the saying goes. But Deimos? Why?
You know me. You helped me, before, to master my abilities. It's me, Aurelia, or don't you remember? She steps forward, slipping from shadow into light, pausing as her claws scrape against the wet stone. Her head lifts to look directly at him, but the anger in her voice ebbs away into something like hurt, I thought highly of you, I thought you were someone I could trust. A heavy breath heaves through her chest, tense as her guard refuses to come down, I don't understand. Why you helped Hotaru...
keep your face always toward the sunshine
and shadows will fall behind you
and shadows will fall behind you
