Hotaru
Hotaru laughs quietly under her breath, endeared as always by Boreal’s insistently friendly nature, and how at odds it is with her bonded’s. She laments not having treats for a brief moment before Talyson takes up the silence, and though she turns her attention to him, neither seems intent on moving just yet so she continues her gentle scratching until Boreal is inevitably distracted again.
The mention of Noah makes her laugh, bell-like and entirely at odds with what follows. “Noah’s name is a shadow that casts my immense distaste of Cordelia into convenient obscurity, that is all.” Unlike others who may be attempting such bridging of gaps this season, Ru will always tell it like it is. Though his own admission has her arching a brow, intrigued. They’ve never talked about it directly, but as the closest thing to a sister Deimos could have without being blood related, the Valkyrie hears things. And she is far from unobservant. “She was gracious enough to let me take it over; it was initially her own project, admittedly. So I’m glad.” She is far too elegant for it to be a pointed jab, but it’s not without meaning either. Turning to begin her journey anew, she invites Tal to her side with a graceful gesture of her hand. “Will you ever tell me why you dislike her so? We’ve never discussed it, and I have no reason to insist we do, but I am admittedly curious.”
The mention of Noah makes her laugh, bell-like and entirely at odds with what follows. “Noah’s name is a shadow that casts my immense distaste of Cordelia into convenient obscurity, that is all.” Unlike others who may be attempting such bridging of gaps this season, Ru will always tell it like it is. Though his own admission has her arching a brow, intrigued. They’ve never talked about it directly, but as the closest thing to a sister Deimos could have without being blood related, the Valkyrie hears things. And she is far from unobservant. “She was gracious enough to let me take it over; it was initially her own project, admittedly. So I’m glad.” She is far too elegant for it to be a pointed jab, but it’s not without meaning either. Turning to begin her journey anew, she invites Tal to her side with a graceful gesture of her hand. “Will you ever tell me why you dislike her so? We’ve never discussed it, and I have no reason to insist we do, but I am admittedly curious.”
I've set a course for losing you
I've no remorse for what I do
I've no remorse for what I do
