"...That man is my enemy. He beckoned her Highness into her grave... And lives on now only as the servant of further evil."
[ she stalks closer, scattering the rose petals Terra had carefully swept up into a neat pile, passing by the unbroken pew. ]
"And now... he even steals her beloved roses as a symbol of his own... ...but that's all my own grudge. Protecting the many is far more important. Forgive me. But I'll stain my hands one more time with sin."
[ remember the bit about the pew? --she reaches out with her shoe to hook the pommel of Terra's sword, and flips it up into her hand in one neat motion. oh, god. oh geez. ]
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Date: 2024-04-15 08:43 pm (UTC)"...That man is my enemy.
He beckoned her Highness into her grave...
And lives on now only as the servant of further evil."
[ she stalks closer, scattering the rose petals Terra had carefully swept up into a neat pile, passing by the unbroken pew. ]
"And now... he even steals her beloved roses as a symbol of his own...
...but that's all my own grudge. Protecting the many is far more important.
Forgive me. But I'll stain my hands one more time with sin."
[ remember the bit about the pew?
--she reaches out with her shoe to hook the pommel of Terra's sword, and flips it up into her hand in one neat motion. oh, god. oh geez. ]
"Now! On your guard!"