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04-23-2014, 03:53 PM
She nods to Deodat’s words, trusting the Corporal’s ability to judge character well enough to know if someone could serve a purpose, and by the slight smirk to his friendly face, she believes she knows how he is going to try and mold this one. Her smile gains brightness in light of this, a fine thing to hear on such a day, that she will not only be given another body to place between herself and the army sure to one day knock on her door but also a soldier to give cause for said army to arrive. It’s not that she really wants them to come; she just knows they will. Too many are the fools who cannot see the truth in their path, and there will come a time when those who will not bow to her will be mown down, as if gnats caught in the leaping arms of a fire. Hadn’t she come into her crown during such a situation? She listens quietly to the words that slip between the two others present, taking note as Deodat has that this one, while pretty and wearing a suitable tiara, has a head full of starlight and butterfly farts. She marks it off as only a vague disadvantage on the herd’s behalf; she is at least a clean slate, someone that can molded into whatever use best suits her and the people, and all it will take to remove that dreamy smile from her face is to show her what power she holds, how it can be used to oppress those less worthy than she of their lives. "I was born in the World’s Edge, not far west of here, and so I can tell you some of what you might want to know of my decade here," she offers, "you might also ask Lena, our Time Mender, or the former Haruspex Huyana; d'Artagnan, the Good Doctor, might you find whatever hole he is hiding in, may also be of service to your quest. All other things the land should teach you over time or you were never meant to learn them." There was a river once, with many round stones enchanted by shallow hopes of embracing the ocean; water is peculiar this way, how its life is a line that cannot bend or change without the approval of its bed. |
