Hotaru
What if we're all just sleeping satellites
Why do we drift so far from home
Why do we drift so far from home
Well, that was a bust. Her persuasion magic is still new to her, and Deimos is certainly not as mentally frail as the old woman she’d accidentally ordered around when discovering it. Still, she takes his rebuttal with grace, impish smile rejecting any embarrassment or regret for having attempted it. It is merely another muscle to work, one to be built up until command is mastered.
As his own enchantments rush against her, she yelps instinctively at the bracing chill, and her lightning - as instinctive as her own heartbeat with how long it has lived in her veins - leaps to the fore to cloak her entire body in a low-level static spark to try and chase it off. Of course she won’t waste it, the hand that had reached now directing a similar shock towards the Sword’s feet like violent fireworks in an attempt to force him to defend or shift either towards her or away from her.
As his own enchantments rush against her, she yelps instinctively at the bracing chill, and her lightning - as instinctive as her own heartbeat with how long it has lived in her veins - leaps to the fore to cloak her entire body in a low-level static spark to try and chase it off. Of course she won’t waste it, the hand that had reached now directing a similar shock towards the Sword’s feet like violent fireworks in an attempt to force him to defend or shift either towards her or away from her.
Why do we wake ourselves from paradise
Where we will never be alone
Where we will never be alone
