"There is a list? I hardly believe that," the Voice chides with a small smile, tilting her head as her demigod speaks, not of himself at first, but of Sunjata. Bowing her head, she takes Nate's prompt and turns her attention fully to the Flood.
"Neutrality looks good on you," she decides, her smile twisting into something almost mischievous. "Lightning in a bottle is more than doable. As per our agreement, then..."
With a wave of her hand, the scent of ozone fills the air afresh, and a crack of electricity produces, before them, a seemingly simple glass vessel. Within, though, electricity sparks and chases itself around the confines of the bottle. "I hope that will suffice," she says, gesturing for Sunjata to take it.
"And now something selfish...?" She raises her eyebrows at Nate.
"Neutrality looks good on you," she decides, her smile twisting into something almost mischievous. "Lightning in a bottle is more than doable. As per our agreement, then..."
With a wave of her hand, the scent of ozone fills the air afresh, and a crack of electricity produces, before them, a seemingly simple glass vessel. Within, though, electricity sparks and chases itself around the confines of the bottle. "I hope that will suffice," she says, gesturing for Sunjata to take it.
"And now something selfish...?" She raises her eyebrows at Nate.
the VOICE
