DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
The Sword would always be a proponent of a full breakfast – a meal guaranteed, and built to last, given how often they ended up skipping meals when there were more pending events, predicaments, and circumstances laden at their feet. Settling down into the chair, and smiling as Evie pushed his tea closer, he rolled his eyes at his words echoing back in reverberations, if not tone. “Still stands true,” he mused back, nose wrinkling in a tease. As for the other particulars, he’d have to accept the reality of the beckoning unknown with a singular nod, but it didn’t cease him from creating a pad of paper and charcoal from appearing on the table.
He took a few more bites, also not intending to ruin the morning, but already calculating straight into Warden-mode. “Sohalia should be coming soon,” for meetings between Abandoned and Stormbreakers. “Is there anything we want to ensure happens?” There’d been quite a bit said throughout the latest gathering; protection and vigilance the most vital, but he didn’t want to forgo or forget anything else largely at stake.
He took a few more bites, also not intending to ruin the morning, but already calculating straight into Warden-mode. “Sohalia should be coming soon,” for meetings between Abandoned and Stormbreakers. “Is there anything we want to ensure happens?” There’d been quite a bit said throughout the latest gathering; protection and vigilance the most vital, but he didn’t want to forgo or forget anything else largely at stake.
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
