[ and there's the first truth: three lyctors in all the empire's reach. three lyctors over the vast, dead emptiness of space. that one's for free. she waits for harrow to agree, and even if she'd really rather hold out for the words "i promise" the fact that harrow's even speaking is basically as good.
she straightens her back - tall, at attention, the sword gripped naturally in her hand even as its weight lugs it down to the floor. gideon nav shines through harrow's vestments. ]
It's been nine months since Canaan House. About twenty-four hours since you fucked off to who knows where, leaving me with- [ she reaches up to rap one bony knuckle against an upper bicep. ] these. Thanks for that, by the way. I thought you'd at least do push-ups or something.
[ her hand drops back down to her side. judging by the tightly pursed lips on harrow's double, the tension to her shoulders... she's not joking around right now. ]
Which leaves an hour at most since the assassination attempt on the Emperor. And that's not even getting into the planet revenants! A lot of shit has gone down in, let me be frank, the most fucked-up, awful, very bad day of my fucking life. And now, here you are, missing even more memories.
[ her hands grip into tight fists around the sword. she speaks, angry and still growing accustomed to a body and brain that aren't her own- ]
If you did this, I'm going to kick your bony ass. And if someone else did this to you, I swear to you, I'm going to make them regret every second left of their existence.
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[ and there's the first truth: three lyctors in all the empire's reach. three lyctors over the vast, dead emptiness of space. that one's for free. she waits for harrow to agree, and even if she'd really rather hold out for the words "i promise" the fact that harrow's even speaking is basically as good.
she straightens her back - tall, at attention, the sword gripped naturally in her hand even as its weight lugs it down to the floor. gideon nav shines through harrow's vestments. ]
It's been nine months since Canaan House. About twenty-four hours since you fucked off to who knows where, leaving me with- [ she reaches up to rap one bony knuckle against an upper bicep. ] these. Thanks for that, by the way. I thought you'd at least do push-ups or something.
[ her hand drops back down to her side. judging by the tightly pursed lips on harrow's double, the tension to her shoulders... she's not joking around right now. ]
Which leaves an hour at most since the assassination attempt on the Emperor. And that's not even getting into the planet revenants! A lot of shit has gone down in, let me be frank, the most fucked-up, awful, very bad day of my fucking life. And now, here you are, missing even more memories.
[ her hands grip into tight fists around the sword. she speaks, angry and still growing accustomed to a body and brain that aren't her own- ]
If you did this, I'm going to kick your bony ass. And if someone else did this to you, I swear to you, I'm going to make them regret every second left of their existence.