The idea of spending even one year as Harrow's cavalier is horrifying enough; the thought of two decades too frightening to contemplate.
The fighting, though – that sounds pretty good.
Some of her grease paint is flaking off by her temple; she resists the urge to scratch at it. "Huh," she says, eloquently. She doesn't know what Harrow has told this...ally, and she's not sure if there's anything she should steer clear of mentioning.
But Harrow said she could talk, so: "Sounds like the Fourth. They're trained to go on the front lines."
And, oddly, the Sixth. She's got to fight Camilla Hect, just to see what it's like.
She's thinking of the Eighth siphoning his big battery of a cav and of Ortus, trained to do nothing more than to carry as much osseous materal as possible when her mouth twists. "Not all of the Houses do that."
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Date: 2020-10-11 01:41 pm (UTC)The fighting, though – that sounds pretty good.
Some of her grease paint is flaking off by her temple; she resists the urge to scratch at it. "Huh," she says, eloquently. She doesn't know what Harrow has told this...ally, and she's not sure if there's anything she should steer clear of mentioning.
But Harrow said she could talk, so: "Sounds like the Fourth. They're trained to go on the front lines."
And, oddly, the Sixth. She's got to fight Camilla Hect, just to see what it's like.
She's thinking of the Eighth siphoning his big battery of a cav and of Ortus, trained to do nothing more than to carry as much osseous materal as possible when her mouth twists. "Not all of the Houses do that."