[RE] scarlet

DEIMOS

the resurrected sword

The apprehension contorted its way through his spine, until the rigidity in his shoulders was all he could feel. Noah’s question only sent another wave, and his gaze went towards the gathered, and then the pool itself. Possibly. Which would mean more chaos and more destruction, and a long, long breath unfurled from his chest. Not recognizing the woman attempting to cause a scene, he gave little care –

Perhaps it wouldn’t matter in the end anyway, not when the blood tapped against his senses and caused his eyes to narrow. The bobbling along the surface thereafter gnarled and knotted in his throat, and then the body thereafter gave over to the notions that – circumstances be damned – there was more brewing beyond the war. “Like the ursur,” he mentioned to constituents nearby in quiet, careful, cool contemplation, watching as Noah snagged at the figure, but the stranger bore no resemblance to anyone from Halo.

Coincidences clambering and warring – beyond solely creatures now. “Have there been any others like this, besides the animals?” A question to follow Noah’s at the masses – to wonder if this was the first, the beginning, or simply notched in between.

under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed