DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
Deimos certainly wasn’t an individual known to make others feel better – especially with any regard to emotions. So he gave a slight smile, along the edges of his mouth, surprised by the notions but permitting the moment to pass without any additional embarrassment on either side. “They sound like good people,” considering what the courier had said to him in the past, at least about his father. And not the kind of individuals to fall victim to the Voice's whims and promises.
Modilu flies and skyports were welcome distractions anyway, away from rancor and deceased relatives. “Perhaps,” he shrugged his shoulders, incapable of speaking for the deities and requests, and the notions that he’d been avoiding the inevitable. “We need to talk to Frey about the previous defenses anyway,” and begin anew, again, in ensuring Halo was protected.
Modilu flies and skyports were welcome distractions anyway, away from rancor and deceased relatives. “Perhaps,” he shrugged his shoulders, incapable of speaking for the deities and requests, and the notions that he’d been avoiding the inevitable. “We need to talk to Frey about the previous defenses anyway,” and begin anew, again, in ensuring Halo was protected.
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
