09-09-2018, 11:32 PM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; font-size:8.4pt;line-height:1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:3px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify;"]It was not her place to meddle within affairs where it came to the inner workings of the group as a whole, she had made such apparent when she had allowed herself to follow impulsive thought, abandoning her duties when a time her presence proved needed had risen. There had been no cowardice behind the act, merely weak minded action performed without given chance to be thought over, taken when she had sought an escape, seeing herself as nothing more than a weight offering nothing. And so it proved strange to find herself here once more, walking where beach and soil came together in a rocky marriage, comfortable for this had become a home to her and yet unsure, once more seeking an escape she was terrified she would take if given the chance again.
Faint strings of conversation arose, torn apart by the wind but enough she latched onto it, maroon toned gaze lifting, seeking the source. Some distance away and some bit further into the land the trio was present, speaking in tones which proved happier than she might expect of them with all that had come to pass. Her own approach was somewhat slow, gaze moving over Monroe as she made note of his state, once more feeling guilt, a heavy, cloying thing tearing into the lining of her stomach, before it moved towards the bunny.
This was unexpected, to say the least of it. For a time Ishayu merely looked upon Nui, unsure on whether she should say anything, or at least until Monroe once more spoke. “If you wish I can take some supplies, you need to rest and the journey would not be the best in your condition.” The first portion of her words was directed to both, shown as her eyes moved over first Nui and then Monroe, yet lingered upon him as she continued. Though it was meant as a way to offer assistance to them, she had done the same with the Ascendants when the news of their release had reached them, and hopefully replace some of the stock sure to be depleted after things she more wanted to get away from a time, some part of her curious as to where Snowbound resided.
Faint strings of conversation arose, torn apart by the wind but enough she latched onto it, maroon toned gaze lifting, seeking the source. Some distance away and some bit further into the land the trio was present, speaking in tones which proved happier than she might expect of them with all that had come to pass. Her own approach was somewhat slow, gaze moving over Monroe as she made note of his state, once more feeling guilt, a heavy, cloying thing tearing into the lining of her stomach, before it moved towards the bunny.
This was unexpected, to say the least of it. For a time Ishayu merely looked upon Nui, unsure on whether she should say anything, or at least until Monroe once more spoke. “If you wish I can take some supplies, you need to rest and the journey would not be the best in your condition.” The first portion of her words was directed to both, shown as her eyes moved over first Nui and then Monroe, yet lingered upon him as she continued. Though it was meant as a way to offer assistance to them, she had done the same with the Ascendants when the news of their release had reached them, and hopefully replace some of the stock sure to be depleted after things she more wanted to get away from a time, some part of her curious as to where Snowbound resided.
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the wolves will chase you by the pale moonlight
[div style="font-size:8pt;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:-10px"][color=#000]drunk & driven by the devil's hunger, drive your son like a railroad spike