[No part of her wants to leave the apartment. Truthfully, Maketh wants nothing more than to retreat to her room and drink herself into oblivion for the foreseeable future - she has enough whiskey stockpiled to make a good attempt of it - but that is weak, and she is an officer still. She has a duty to perform.
So she gets dressed and goes out to explain herself.
It's not far to Delight's temple and nothing attacks her. It's good, because she left the rifle behind - only a knife to arm herself with, and only because Henry insisted. There's no need to die foolishly.
She's sitting on the temple steps when she sees Lnace, dressed in her hunting coat and boots. Unlike before, her hair is in a loose braid hanging off her shoulder, and she's wearing a thick hoodie under her coat, hood pulled over her face.
It's soft. It's strangely comforting. She's tired. And perhaps looking like a soldier all the time isn't so good.
Silently, she takes the knife from her sleeve and stabs it into the dirt between them.
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Date: 2017-05-24 03:10 am (UTC)[No part of her wants to leave the apartment. Truthfully, Maketh wants nothing more than to retreat to her room and drink herself into oblivion for the foreseeable future - she has enough whiskey stockpiled to make a good attempt of it - but that is weak, and she is an officer still. She has a duty to perform.
So she gets dressed and goes out to explain herself.
It's not far to Delight's temple and nothing attacks her. It's good, because she left the rifle behind - only a knife to arm herself with, and only because Henry insisted. There's no need to die foolishly.
She's sitting on the temple steps when she sees Lnace, dressed in her hunting coat and boots. Unlike before, her hair is in a loose braid hanging off her shoulder, and she's wearing a thick hoodie under her coat, hood pulled over her face.
It's soft. It's strangely comforting. She's tired. And perhaps looking like a soldier all the time isn't so good.
Silently, she takes the knife from her sleeve and stabs it into the dirt between them.
That's something, isn't it?]