06-18-2014, 05:05 PM
The godling was stalling.
Even as he took a knee, he never once smelled of anything but mischief. Then again, this was her first encounter with a god. Perhaps they were capable of tricking a furia.
She held the gun at aim while he bartered for time. He said a lot of stuff in a short amount of time that didn't distract Rune a bit. Not until he mentioned a familiar name. White? Told you?
She hesitated a brief moment. The Atharim on the other side of her ear surely heard it too. They were telling her to do it. To just get it over with!
She really expected him to smell ... worse.
She started to lower the gun when a karate-chop slapped her arm. She gasped and whirled about defensively. The gun went off, aimed at the dirt.
A shape darted between them. Rune spun back the other way to follow it. She hefted the pistol when something punched her in the gut. She stumbled backward.
Her eyes flared wide. She put a hand to her stomach and wrapped it around the handle of a knife.
Anger flared white hot. It surged all the way down her arm to where her hand squeezed the trigger erratically until the gun was empty. "Uncle Seth..?"
she called out.
Even as he took a knee, he never once smelled of anything but mischief. Then again, this was her first encounter with a god. Perhaps they were capable of tricking a furia.
She held the gun at aim while he bartered for time. He said a lot of stuff in a short amount of time that didn't distract Rune a bit. Not until he mentioned a familiar name. White? Told you?
She hesitated a brief moment. The Atharim on the other side of her ear surely heard it too. They were telling her to do it. To just get it over with!
She really expected him to smell ... worse.
She started to lower the gun when a karate-chop slapped her arm. She gasped and whirled about defensively. The gun went off, aimed at the dirt.
A shape darted between them. Rune spun back the other way to follow it. She hefted the pistol when something punched her in the gut. She stumbled backward.
Her eyes flared wide. She put a hand to her stomach and wrapped it around the handle of a knife.
Anger flared white hot. It surged all the way down her arm to where her hand squeezed the trigger erratically until the gun was empty. "Uncle Seth..?"
she called out.