[ It's over, is what Elefseus wants to think. They were far from the clear and he knows it. He watched as he pierced Scorpius with his own blade, watching till the light in his eyes began to dim. In his peripheral vision he spots them, draped in the colors of darkness – with skeletal faces that look on at the scene and they disappear. Just like in his childhood, in the slave market where lives were claimed they were there. He takes a step back, removing the bloodied blade from their assailant's chest, bringing it close to exam it.However he drops it into the water after a vivid memory comes back to him, a black sword, his hands have been dyed in red––...no, he didn't want that sort of bloody fate. Was that Moira had in store for him if he chose a path of carnage...?
Elef's thoughts are cut by hearing his twin sister's voice and he spins on his heel, coming to face her. Happiness etches its way onto his expression but then it drops, growing serious at her words. ] You're right, we should hurry before any more decide to check up on him...
[ But when Misia let's loose of his hand, confusion mars his features for a split second. Watching her bound off on ahead makes him astonished – no matter how much she's grown, she still retained some of her mischief from back then. Her sudden proclamation causes him to gasp, and then he can't help but chuckle running on after her.] H-hey! –– that isn't fair! I've gotten a lot faster since the last time I've seen you!
[ And they run and run, he follows Misia's lead because she consulted the stars while he was not. He trusts in his sister's intuition, she's always been smart. Even back in the days where they roamed the fields carelessly, blissfully; his only desire was to return back to those days. And if he had to oppose the fate that Moira planned for him, so be it. A future of happiness with someone he loved rather than tragedy he'd much prefer, any day. Eventually Elef catches up Misia, it's thanks of his well toned muscles because of his travels. His limbs have grown considerably longer since the last time they saw one another, where he was scrawny and short and weak, unable to protect the ones he loved. But this time he intended to do what he was unable to do back then. ]
So where are we going to hide out –– ? [ He's genuinely curious of what Misia would say about the matter, and he tries to look on ahead, using his height to his advantage. He slows down to a slower pace to stay side by side by his sister. ] What do the stars say, Misia?
omg don't worry, also i'm screAMING STILL THIS IS still great
Elef's thoughts are cut by hearing his twin sister's voice and he spins on his heel, coming to face her. Happiness etches its way onto his expression but then it drops, growing serious at her words. ] You're right, we should hurry before any more decide to check up on him...
[ But when Misia let's loose of his hand, confusion mars his features for a split second. Watching her bound off on ahead makes him astonished – no matter how much she's grown, she still retained some of her mischief from back then. Her sudden proclamation causes him to gasp, and then he can't help but chuckle running on after her.] H-hey! –– that isn't fair! I've gotten a lot faster since the last time I've seen you!
[ And they run and run, he follows Misia's lead because she consulted the stars while he was not. He trusts in his sister's intuition, she's always been smart. Even back in the days where they roamed the fields carelessly, blissfully; his only desire was to return back to those days. And if he had to oppose the fate that Moira planned for him, so be it. A future of happiness with someone he loved rather than tragedy he'd much prefer, any day. Eventually Elef catches up Misia, it's thanks of his well toned muscles because of his travels. His limbs have grown considerably longer since the last time they saw one another, where he was scrawny and short and weak, unable to protect the ones he loved. But this time he intended to do what he was unable to do back then. ]
So where are we going to hide out –– ? [ He's genuinely curious of what Misia would say about the matter, and he tries to look on ahead, using his height to his advantage. He slows down to a slower pace to stay side by side by his sister. ] What do the stars say, Misia?