[ Welcome to space, there's a apprehensive thought, like staring down at something from a great height, the second before you fall into the depths. Doubled so when she looks through Shepard's mind, bearing down into her and sees something so impossible. Feels the speed of her own heart beat, that readiness, give her the word, give her one sign, she will defend -
- She does not give soft words in shared misery to her, what good did they ever do? They never brought anyone back. Rather the only thing that mattered, that she had ever been able to process. Wolfish and hard, a mouth with too many teeth that greets the image in return. What she finds in the dark, is all she can offer in return. A human face that distorts to something so clearly inhuman. The warm slick slide of blood over her hands, the feel of a sword in her hand that strikes deep, her voice so hoarse from screaming orders and it all coming down to the moment where she slices that creature to the heart. The satisfaction of vanquishing that which was in her way.
May they burn. Is what she means, Long, long may they burn. ]
(Were you fighting still, before you ... came to be here?)
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- She does not give soft words in shared misery to her, what good did they ever do? They never brought anyone back. Rather the only thing that mattered, that she had ever been able to process. Wolfish and hard, a mouth with too many teeth that greets the image in return. What she finds in the dark, is all she can offer in return. A human face that distorts to something so clearly inhuman. The warm slick slide of blood over her hands, the feel of a sword in her hand that strikes deep, her voice so hoarse from screaming orders and it all coming down to the moment where she slices that creature to the heart. The satisfaction of vanquishing that which was in her way.
May they burn. Is what she means, Long, long may they burn. ]
(Were you fighting still, before you ... came to be here? )