05-30-2018, 08:31 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-30-2018, 08:32 AM by Warringkingdoms.)
[font=trebuchet ms]No one had been prepared for Starrynight’s death, really- even Rin, despite not having known him very well, had been blindsided by the accident.
Part of her, through the haze of guilt that never seemed to go away no matter how much logic she threw at it, had wondered who was going to step up. Suiteheart was the most logical choice, given her life experience and calm temperament, and that she had already been next in line. Bastille had also been a Cosmic General, but he was just an apprentice- no matter how skilled he was, there was no way they could force such a burden on him at such a young age.
And yet, she reflected with concealed shock upon noticing Bastille in Starrynight’s spot, apparently they’d done exactly that.
Even so, rather than speaking up, Rin chose instead to listen. It seemed that Bastille had been chosen by Starrynight to lead next- an odd decision, but then Starrynight had probably predicted that it would be a while longer before Bastille had to step up. Regardless, Bastille was clearly miserable with this predicament, and she couldn’t blame him. Eleven months old was too young for someone to be forced into leadership, even if he was capable of shouldering the burdens.
The one announcement that stood out, among the doom and gloom, was the mention of Radeken- instinctively, Rin’s claws gripped the floor. It wasn’t fair to blame Radeken for Starrynight’s loss, not when she knew a punctured lung was basically untreatable with their extent of medicine, but she still struggled to swallow her rage. Even if Starrynight couldn’t have been saved, that didn’t mean it was okay for Rad not to even be there, if only just to try.
She needed to focus on something else, anything else. ”Noted,” Rin spoke up, with a nod. Her eyes softening, she added, ”If you need anything else done, Bastille, let me know.” Maybe that would offer him some comfort, to know that they had his back.
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Part of her, through the haze of guilt that never seemed to go away no matter how much logic she threw at it, had wondered who was going to step up. Suiteheart was the most logical choice, given her life experience and calm temperament, and that she had already been next in line. Bastille had also been a Cosmic General, but he was just an apprentice- no matter how skilled he was, there was no way they could force such a burden on him at such a young age.
And yet, she reflected with concealed shock upon noticing Bastille in Starrynight’s spot, apparently they’d done exactly that.
Even so, rather than speaking up, Rin chose instead to listen. It seemed that Bastille had been chosen by Starrynight to lead next- an odd decision, but then Starrynight had probably predicted that it would be a while longer before Bastille had to step up. Regardless, Bastille was clearly miserable with this predicament, and she couldn’t blame him. Eleven months old was too young for someone to be forced into leadership, even if he was capable of shouldering the burdens.
The one announcement that stood out, among the doom and gloom, was the mention of Radeken- instinctively, Rin’s claws gripped the floor. It wasn’t fair to blame Radeken for Starrynight’s loss, not when she knew a punctured lung was basically untreatable with their extent of medicine, but she still struggled to swallow her rage. Even if Starrynight couldn’t have been saved, that didn’t mean it was okay for Rad not to even be there, if only just to try.
She needed to focus on something else, anything else. ”Noted,” Rin spoke up, with a nod. Her eyes softening, she added, ”If you need anything else done, Bastille, let me know.” Maybe that would offer him some comfort, to know that they had his back.
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