Safrin
"Yes?" Though Safrin's eyes could never properly be said to darken, not given the galactic pulses of energy that seemed to swim around her pupils, certainly they did change somehow, subtly. Lips, perfectly painted, tensed, before quirking up in a crooked smile that quickly bloomed across her face. "Have you already given it so much thought that you would accept without any further meditation?" The goddess raises an eyebrow, though it's gently done, without any of her normal trickery or temptation.
"Tell me then, if you already know. Would you walk the path Deimos has embarked upon? A shining example of my light, but still tethered to the ground? Or would you ascend, as Ronin has, and be my light in the fullest sense?"
"Tell me then, if you already know. Would you walk the path Deimos has embarked upon? A shining example of my light, but still tethered to the ground? Or would you ascend, as Ronin has, and be my light in the fullest sense?"
