... and now, since I would have had to actually think about _that_ conversation, something from another corner of the globe.
Sometimes, she could almost make herself believe ...
... that the world wasn't quite as bad as it seemed at first.
... that there would be something to look forward to, if only she held on long enough.
... that the end could and did justify the means, and the greater good was something glorious for a person to strive for.
"... are you out here again, miss?"
"Ah!" she turned, startled, though composure returned rapidly. "Yes, I just needed some air. I'll head back now."
Once, the view over the vale would have made her sigh, and the architecture of the place she'd come to call home over the past several months would have had her marveling at arched windows, vaulted ceilings, and impeccably preserved reliefs.
Proper poise. Proper bearing. It was important.
If she focused on those, maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't have too much time to think.
Fingers briefly touching on the elegant obsidian setting of her left earring, brushing short blond hair back with the motion, the Imperious Azurite, Otome to the Regent of Annam made her way back towards the Grand Hall and the festivities therein.
The pale, lingering specter of Erstin Ho trapped behind the mask of dead emerald eyes.
Next scene continuing from there, actually, only with a different POV.
My immediate impulse would have been to skip back to HiME!Shizuru's POV, but in retrospect that would have been too disjointed. It's going to be a scene or three before we go back into the desert.
And no, Katz just doesn't think of himself in those terms. Besides, saying it just may be enough to tempt fate into having him fly around and do good deeds, attack Tokyo, or wear leather and stalk teenaged Vampire Hunters hoping for nookie.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm
Sometimes, she could almost make herself believe ...
... that the world wasn't quite as bad as it seemed at first.
... that there would be something to look forward to, if only she held on long enough.
... that the end could and did justify the means, and the greater good was something glorious for a person to strive for.
"... are you out here again, miss?"
"Ah!" she turned, startled, though composure returned rapidly. "Yes, I just needed some air. I'll head back now."
Once, the view over the vale would have made her sigh, and the architecture of the place she'd come to call home over the past several months would have had her marveling at arched windows, vaulted ceilings, and impeccably preserved reliefs.
Proper poise. Proper bearing. It was important.
If she focused on those, maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't have too much time to think.
Fingers briefly touching on the elegant obsidian setting of her left earring, brushing short blond hair back with the motion, the Imperious Azurite, Otome to the Regent of Annam made her way back towards the Grand Hall and the festivities therein.
The pale, lingering specter of Erstin Ho trapped behind the mask of dead emerald eyes.
Next scene continuing from there, actually, only with a different POV.
My immediate impulse would have been to skip back to HiME!Shizuru's POV, but in retrospect that would have been too disjointed. It's going to be a scene or three before we go back into the desert.
And no, Katz just doesn't think of himself in those terms. Besides, saying it just may be enough to tempt fate into having him fly around and do good deeds, attack Tokyo, or wear leather and stalk teenaged Vampire Hunters hoping for nookie.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm