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04-20-2017, 10:37 AM
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Isopia Does your imagination try to make you what you wanted to be? Because I'm sorry I do what I did, but it came naturally Isopia's head bobs in agreement. The sirens characterization of what the altar might be for strikes the Mountain as exceptionally rational and likely quite correct. Her golden eyes scan over it for a moment, before turning back to the hybrid. "That sounds right." Isopia affirmed. The black-eyed Babel hovered around one of the symbols, extended a clawed hand, and began to scratch at the parts that glowed. For a moment Isopia considered telling him to stop, but decided against it. Who knows, maybe it would provoke a response and they could all see whether or not Syrena had been right. "A promise.." Isopia suddenly repeated, turning back to her former herdmate. "You don't sound as against the thought of Kaos as others do. Most have happily jumped on the 'Kaos is evil' bandwagon." Isopia let her voice trail off instead of saying, but your tone seems to indicate otherwise, which is what she was thinking. But, she was unsure if she should say that part outloud, and so simply kept the thought to herself. Instead, she perked her ears forward, trying to indicate that she'd welcome hearing Syrena elaborate on this thought. |
