DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
The Sword didn’t understand the courier’s disgruntlement towards Evie – sending his own measured look of confusion with a narrowed gaze and furrowed brow. Even though it wasn’t his business, the chaotic imbalance and palpable, bizarre, tangible tension left him reeling along the outskirts like a predator – pondering when and where to pick over the merits and bones. He shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes as the notes of some other pandemonium took over, leaving it, for now, to take care of the adjourning offices.
Much like the Evergreen, he began with settling linens on furniture, but when he moved to shutting the windows, perhaps there was too much force behind it – one of those ‘not knowing one’s own strength’ moments. Or it was a weakened proportion of glass. Regardless, it immediately shattered – not upon him due to air enchantment reflexes, but everywhere else. It would need to be repaired, replaced, and cleaned up as well. With a long-suffering sigh, and the chill rampaging through, Deimos set back to work.
Talyson managed much better this time, and the dust, debris, and refuse could finally be firmly collected into a future burning pile. He’d be able to make his way over rugs, carpets, and the like with no issue – and could make a choice – assisting either Warden with the adjoining rooms.
As for Evie, she was the most successful out of the group – sheets left to look like ghosts over their wares tucked and hidden beneath, windows shut (without smashing into pieces), and keys accounted for. However, she’d soon find a tiny piece of parchment stuck along one of the desks. What could it be?
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Deimos accidentally broke a window and has to repair it.
Talyson has managed to sweep without a problem and can go help either Deimos or Evie.
Evie has secured an adjoining room and found a piece of paper! What’s on it? What will she do with it? :D
No post order!
Much like the Evergreen, he began with settling linens on furniture, but when he moved to shutting the windows, perhaps there was too much force behind it – one of those ‘not knowing one’s own strength’ moments. Or it was a weakened proportion of glass. Regardless, it immediately shattered – not upon him due to air enchantment reflexes, but everywhere else. It would need to be repaired, replaced, and cleaned up as well. With a long-suffering sigh, and the chill rampaging through, Deimos set back to work.
Talyson managed much better this time, and the dust, debris, and refuse could finally be firmly collected into a future burning pile. He’d be able to make his way over rugs, carpets, and the like with no issue – and could make a choice – assisting either Warden with the adjoining rooms.
As for Evie, she was the most successful out of the group – sheets left to look like ghosts over their wares tucked and hidden beneath, windows shut (without smashing into pieces), and keys accounted for. However, she’d soon find a tiny piece of parchment stuck along one of the desks. What could it be?
--
Deimos accidentally broke a window and has to repair it.
Talyson has managed to sweep without a problem and can go help either Deimos or Evie.
Evie has secured an adjoining room and found a piece of paper! What’s on it? What will she do with it? :D
No post order!
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
