Valkyrie
Belial's familiar hooting and hollering is her first sign of familiar company, and a tiny smile blooms on her mouth as her eyes open, turning over her shoulder as the sound of footsteps comes closer to see Deimos emerging from the bend in the path beyond.
"For now," she answers loftily, as good an answer as the Valkyrie could ever provide to such a question. Her whims are ever-changing, and her desire for mischief omnipresent. "Have you visited already for the season?" If not, she would be sure to ask what brought him this way this time around, though fate often interceded to cross paths in ways that would otherwise defy logic.
Standing gracefully, she rustles the length of her dress with a bit of magic to dispel the grasses and dry soil clinging to the fabric, and turns to meet Deimos halfway. One hand comes habitually to his elbow, leaning up to kiss his cheek in greeting. "I feel I haven't seen you in an age. How are you, Dei?"
"For now," she answers loftily, as good an answer as the Valkyrie could ever provide to such a question. Her whims are ever-changing, and her desire for mischief omnipresent. "Have you visited already for the season?" If not, she would be sure to ask what brought him this way this time around, though fate often interceded to cross paths in ways that would otherwise defy logic.
Standing gracefully, she rustles the length of her dress with a bit of magic to dispel the grasses and dry soil clinging to the fabric, and turns to meet Deimos halfway. One hand comes habitually to his elbow, leaning up to kiss his cheek in greeting. "I feel I haven't seen you in an age. How are you, Dei?"
Just let me hold you while you're falling apart
Just let me hold you and we'll both fall down
Just let me hold you and we'll both fall down
