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06-06-2015, 07:15 PM
Stationed to patrol the pillars for the next shadow lengths, Ampere had trained her gaze upon the horizon that laid beyond their herd, beyond the ocean's teeth. She spent the time practicing various aeriel maneuvers, keeping herself fit while she whittled away the hours, not to mentioned she needed some sort of break here and there to maintain focus and just general eyesight. New soldiers had a tendency to over-watch (if they weren't lazy), and bored their eyes over the ocean until they couldn't see anything for a while.
So she saw him, there across the sea, looking for something that no longer was. She did not go at first, but cut across the sky and watched, wondering at his purpose as she let it unfold. He could be so many things though, that it wasn't worthwhile to try and guess them all; although he didn't look threatening now, could he be? Always Ampere thought with the bitter paranoia all warriors hold dear.
As his frame lingered on the shore, hers did not. Dark wings carrier her like a gull across the strip of water and salt, circling above on the other side, once, twice, before banking down to land in the sand near him.
"Hail stranger," she called out casually, not so on edge with sea set between them and the herd. "The Dragon's Throat meets you- what needs have you of it?" She tilted her head, eying the strange, thing armor that he wore on his head. It didn't seem very protective to her, but maybe it was magic, like her little shield.
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