° ✦ ❛ @hailpierced / s.c.
‘neath velvet covering do weary eyes lay , dame fitted for destruction having long since tired of her purpose and she remembers him , blades having crossed some time ago and another time , another day , perhaps she would still have considered him the enemy --- not today , not here , not the energy to muster up the urge for violence , blade kept within holster ( though she is not stupid , ready to attack & defend should situation call for it ; god , she hopes it doesn’t call for it ) .
❛ . . . you weren’t affected ? ❜ tone serious / tone monotonous ; she supposes she shouldn’t be surprised , after all , given how long he must have been disconnected from any network , traitors having no need to access a system like that. she isn’t sure if he’s one of the lucky ones or not , the same way she’s unsure if she is , the feeling of his blood on her hands , the sound of his voice ringing in her ears --- this is their atonement , their flood , their plague / this is their hell and she can only hope the dead at least have found peace.