06-23-2024, 08:17 PM
At the arrival of Brutei, the archon looked up from the ground and towards the dragon. While they spoke, he couldn't help but let another thought cross his mind. Would Brutei be good enough for Meteor? The congregant had a size advantage and wings, but no arms to accompany that. He hated that the thought had come up, but the Descendants of the Departed were a picky bunch and he could not risk losing some members to violent cannibals. Even so, he had an idea. If they could transport a few members over, rather than walking the stepping stones, that would be useful enough for them... right?
He cut off the thought before it continued any further and responded instead. "I got us food," he started off positively. His tone quickly descended into a grumble though. "Requires some manual labor with a side of discrimination though." The canine clearly was not happy, but calm enough to disregard the dragon's next comment, especially since he knew it was true. The Descendants stunk. The garbage did not help either. "We'll be cleaning their beaches of garbage in return for enough food to last us awhile. Then we can all smell like this." Usually, he'd laugh. Not now though.
Lucia's arrival caused his demeanor to loosen though, especially as her nose grazed his shoulder. He melted into her for a moment, even trying to offer a brush of his head against hers in return, before pulling back. "I'm alright. Don't you worry." At least for now.
The news... How could he start? The leader did not want to use his authority, especially as her husband, but he needed to in this moment for sanity. "The news is not great." A frown lined his face. He was not sad for the loss of Valerius, but for what he was about to say. "I'm afraid you won't be going," he mumbled shamefully. "Valerius is gone and Meteor has taken his place. I can't let you push yourself when you're in pain and endure his mockery." His eyes attempted to lock with hers, practically pleading for her to listen to his demands. Montgomery expected her to fight back on his decision. Maybe she'd listen just this once though... Doubt it.
He cut off the thought before it continued any further and responded instead. "I got us food," he started off positively. His tone quickly descended into a grumble though. "Requires some manual labor with a side of discrimination though." The canine clearly was not happy, but calm enough to disregard the dragon's next comment, especially since he knew it was true. The Descendants stunk. The garbage did not help either. "We'll be cleaning their beaches of garbage in return for enough food to last us awhile. Then we can all smell like this." Usually, he'd laugh. Not now though.
Lucia's arrival caused his demeanor to loosen though, especially as her nose grazed his shoulder. He melted into her for a moment, even trying to offer a brush of his head against hers in return, before pulling back. "I'm alright. Don't you worry." At least for now.
The news... How could he start? The leader did not want to use his authority, especially as her husband, but he needed to in this moment for sanity. "The news is not great." A frown lined his face. He was not sad for the loss of Valerius, but for what he was about to say. "I'm afraid you won't be going," he mumbled shamefully. "Valerius is gone and Meteor has taken his place. I can't let you push yourself when you're in pain and endure his mockery." His eyes attempted to lock with hers, practically pleading for her to listen to his demands. Montgomery expected her to fight back on his decision. Maybe she'd listen just this once though... Doubt it.
MONTGOMERY S. - ARCHON OF COG
"what have YOU done?"
✽ montgomery scarborough✽ archon (leader)
✽ congregants of genesis
✽ male, he/him
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