A machine where your heart once was
Slowly takes the place of you
Slowly takes the place of you
Leaving behind everything he'd once known had been surprisingly easy, given the pain that he'd associated with his home region. Staying away? That was proving far more difficult.
Wrapped up in his thoughts, he stroked the back of her fingers idly with his thumb. Anju, too, seemed to be content to sit in companionably silence, and for a moment, that was all there was: the tick of a clock in the corner counting down the seconds until they inevitably had to part once more, each drawn to their respective responsibilities.
Anju's soft voice drew him from his silence, and his thumb stilled at her fingers. "I'd like that," he said. A small smile appeared, tucking up the corners of his lips. "I've been trying to train some of the locals. It's been going about as well as you'd expect. They try, but they are civilians. Dragoons would make me feel much better." Besides the safety aspect, overseeing them would give him something to do, someone to be responsible for. It would be better than sitting around and twiddling his thumbs, anyway.
"I saw Koa - was it last season?" he wondered aloud, then shook his head. It didn't matter when. "He mentioned wanting to expand the Dragoons. I think it's a brilliant idea, but the former leader here wasn't keen to have another region's forces taking over." It made sense, from a purely militaristic perspective. He wouldn't want a strange militia coming into his land, either. But this was the Dragoons. He'd been one of them. They could be trusted. "Now that she's gone, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea."
Wrapped up in his thoughts, he stroked the back of her fingers idly with his thumb. Anju, too, seemed to be content to sit in companionably silence, and for a moment, that was all there was: the tick of a clock in the corner counting down the seconds until they inevitably had to part once more, each drawn to their respective responsibilities.
Anju's soft voice drew him from his silence, and his thumb stilled at her fingers. "I'd like that," he said. A small smile appeared, tucking up the corners of his lips. "I've been trying to train some of the locals. It's been going about as well as you'd expect. They try, but they are civilians. Dragoons would make me feel much better." Besides the safety aspect, overseeing them would give him something to do, someone to be responsible for. It would be better than sitting around and twiddling his thumbs, anyway.
"I saw Koa - was it last season?" he wondered aloud, then shook his head. It didn't matter when. "He mentioned wanting to expand the Dragoons. I think it's a brilliant idea, but the former leader here wasn't keen to have another region's forces taking over." It made sense, from a purely militaristic perspective. He wouldn't want a strange militia coming into his land, either. But this was the Dragoons. He'd been one of them. They could be trusted. "Now that she's gone, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea."
Only hold the memories now
Of a love I thought I knew
Of a love I thought I knew
Liam
