[The whole selection of gods, the idea that she has holy magic...it does not make sense to her. And as the wind chills her body and tosses her hair to and fro, she listens.
Public relations in a public place, for little ones and their like. It would be enough to make her sick, even as she listens. He lives for the people, by the people. And that makes little sense to her. But there was an attack on a city and they...so called heroes...are to be used.
This makes little sense to her. Unless this is a game by a greater hand that she can not see herself. She has no belief in gods. God, it could be seen as dubious.
She's quiet, considering, her arms followed against each other. But she takes in a slow, deep breath.]
You are a coward and a tease. You can not let others die around you, and you let yourself be used, little better then a pawn yourself. A pawn for gods where we have seen none.
[Her golden eyes flicker up to his face, no sneer, no smirk. Her expression is surprisingly impassive.]
There is nothing to watch, Sion. I am a pawn, and that will not change whether I live or die.
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Public relations in a public place, for little ones and their like. It would be enough to make her sick, even as she listens. He lives for the people, by the people. And that makes little sense to her. But there was an attack on a city and they...so called heroes...are to be used.
This makes little sense to her. Unless this is a game by a greater hand that she can not see herself. She has no belief in gods. God, it could be seen as dubious.
She's quiet, considering, her arms followed against each other. But she takes in a slow, deep breath.]
You are a coward and a tease. You can not let others die around you, and you let yourself be used, little better then a pawn yourself. A pawn for gods where we have seen none.
[Her golden eyes flicker up to his face, no sneer, no smirk. Her expression is surprisingly impassive.]
There is nothing to watch, Sion. I am a pawn, and that will not change whether I live or die.