[ While relaxing and non-invasive, there is something odd about such an orderly little mind. It catches at Ilde's interest at a distance, but she withdraws from it purposefully. She was already burdened with so many strange feelings, did she really have the strength to shoulder more? She tries to focus on the weapons as Angel shows them to her, mixing the sound of the girl's voice with the careful slideshow of her thoughts, the more jumbled cacophony of the Hive's input.
She inhales and closes her eyes from a moment, visions of guns floating through her imagination. Cold and ugly, like this ship, but each with their own heart of fire... just like the strange core of this ship that Cathaway had shown her in her eyes. ]
I should... try one.
{ The only real way to fully pull this all together, hold it in her hands and let it jump. ]
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She inhales and closes her eyes from a moment, visions of guns floating through her imagination. Cold and ugly, like this ship, but each with their own heart of fire... just like the strange core of this ship that Cathaway had shown her in her eyes. ]
I should... try one.
{ The only real way to fully pull this all together, hold it in her hands and let it jump. ]