[RQ] Crystal Clear

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Considering the scowl was the exact reaction the Sword had been aiming for, a content and satisfied grin, self-awareness at his purposeful irritation, remained. Ensuring the panes were secured, testing and tugging on a few ropes, the inquiries came back towards him. “My only concern is one stray, flying weapon,” of which there could potentially be many – knowing some of the more novice individuals were still being disarmed on a regular basis. Or a clumsy individual wandering into the armory. Or any spare room, inevitably not being careful. Then all the work would have to be restarted. The second option sounded better, and there would be less people about to inevitably, haphazardly, break and decimate the glass. “The storage rooms should work.” At that, he nodded, holding a hand over some of the proportions, intending to guard and assure a lack of movement as the sled maneuvered towards the Palace. master of nothing place; of recoil and grace