06-25-2019, 09:07 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Killing was a complicated issue. From a pragmatic standpoint, it made sense to at least delay your opponent from coming back to get revenge; some people took a trip to the afterlife only to pop back up in the mortal plane before the day was gone, but at least that bought some time to prepare for another assault. It provided time to heal any injured allies, build up any ruptured defenses, and create a plan of attack.
Rin had killed four people, all in the defense of herself or another ally. One had nearly murdered a friend of hers; one had attacked her with a knife; one had trapped her within the hospital grounds until they dueled to the death; one had attacked her to avenge his sister. In the latter two cases, she had- in a way- invited death upon herself by daring to approach a fallen deity. Nonetheless, the two of them had earned her ire long before, and had gotten what they deserved.
Killua's voice rang out, and she turned to face him- swallowing back a hiss at the twinge in her side. He twirled about an arrow of his own within his claws, presumably one he'd conjured. Maybe if she practiced her powers enough, she could make arrows appear from thin air as well; until then, she probably ought to retrieve the used arrows from the Torchbearer's corpse, as soon as she treated her wounds. One thing at a time, she supposed.
As for "what that was about," Rin had to think for a moment before she answered. Explaining that the lion was a former god that had fallen due to a dimension shift, and that the gods had plagued her existence from the very beginning, would both take too long and sound like the ramblings of a sleep-deprived drunk. It was best to keep it simple for now, and if he asked for more details she could give them.
"An old... acquaintance," she answered, twitching her ears, "that decided I needed to die. He would have posed a danger to the other Elysites had I let him live." That last part was probably not true, but it wasn't completely unreasonable to believe the Torchbearer could have harmed someone else. He was a flame-wielding lion running on rage, so she was within her rights to deem him a threat and neutralize him.
Rin had killed four people, all in the defense of herself or another ally. One had nearly murdered a friend of hers; one had attacked her with a knife; one had trapped her within the hospital grounds until they dueled to the death; one had attacked her to avenge his sister. In the latter two cases, she had- in a way- invited death upon herself by daring to approach a fallen deity. Nonetheless, the two of them had earned her ire long before, and had gotten what they deserved.
Killua's voice rang out, and she turned to face him- swallowing back a hiss at the twinge in her side. He twirled about an arrow of his own within his claws, presumably one he'd conjured. Maybe if she practiced her powers enough, she could make arrows appear from thin air as well; until then, she probably ought to retrieve the used arrows from the Torchbearer's corpse, as soon as she treated her wounds. One thing at a time, she supposed.
As for "what that was about," Rin had to think for a moment before she answered. Explaining that the lion was a former god that had fallen due to a dimension shift, and that the gods had plagued her existence from the very beginning, would both take too long and sound like the ramblings of a sleep-deprived drunk. It was best to keep it simple for now, and if he asked for more details she could give them.
"An old... acquaintance," she answered, twitching her ears, "that decided I needed to die. He would have posed a danger to the other Elysites had I let him live." That last part was probably not true, but it wasn't completely unreasonable to believe the Torchbearer could have harmed someone else. He was a flame-wielding lion running on rage, so she was within her rights to deem him a threat and neutralize him.
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