No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
Like everyone else, Koa sees the second moon.
And like every one else, he decides it can only mean no good very bad things.
From the balcony of his office Koa stares, dumbfounded, as another moon winks into existence over Caido's skies. No amount of blinking or rubbing his eyes will make it go away: the thing is there to stay, it seems, lovely and innocuous and sinister as fuck. For a long couple minutes the Dragoon can only gaze upon it while feelings of helplessness creep claws down his back. He, his city - it all seems so small. How can he stand against a moon?
A shake of his head, a roll of his shoulders. There isn't time for this. And with the abrupt onset of a soldier's composure Koa turns smartly around, snatching up his weaponry and coat before marching out to start preparing his Nest.
And like every one else, he decides it can only mean no good very bad things.
From the balcony of his office Koa stares, dumbfounded, as another moon winks into existence over Caido's skies. No amount of blinking or rubbing his eyes will make it go away: the thing is there to stay, it seems, lovely and innocuous and sinister as fuck. For a long couple minutes the Dragoon can only gaze upon it while feelings of helplessness creep claws down his back. He, his city - it all seems so small. How can he stand against a moon?
A shake of his head, a roll of his shoulders. There isn't time for this. And with the abrupt onset of a soldier's composure Koa turns smartly around, snatching up his weaponry and coat before marching out to start preparing his Nest.
Koa
