liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
It has been a very long time since he's heard his twin's name spill from anyone's lips, Neron tilting his head as if trying to get a second look at Maea, as though he really ought to recognise her. Alas, time and trauma are what they are, and instead he holds out a hand for her to shake. No sense in not being polite. "Well, then here's to an official second meeting," he murmurs. "A pleasure to meet you. Hopefully under better circumstances than in Halo."
Speaking of which, the Hailstorm rolls his shoulders in a shrug that looks carefree, but absolutely isn't. "The woman I loved was killed and I was chased from the Citadel by the Old God brigade," he explains. "I'm hoping to meet with Sunjata about the Vlamvloed here. I used to run the Kraai in the Citadel."
Speaking of which, the Hailstorm rolls his shoulders in a shrug that looks carefree, but absolutely isn't. "The woman I loved was killed and I was chased from the Citadel by the Old God brigade," he explains. "I'm hoping to meet with Sunjata about the Vlamvloed here. I used to run the Kraai in the Citadel."
Neron
