@salturia
“Really, even stuck here, there’s no diversity in how we act despite being backed into a corner with not even our Skills to protect ourselves.” She rambles on, their new surroundings’ initial flustering surprise having quickly worn off to leave the twinge of disappointment that follows such numerous meetings with her fellow Servants. Fingers poke at the surface of the lake to watch the ripples flare before fading, lips pulled to purse into a frown as she looks at the woman beside her. Royalty, no doubt. She carries herself with the same pride that Cleopatra does herself. “It’s all the same, nothing fresh or fun; how boring. And sad. Dead set and stubborn in our ways to believe that we can conquer without viable power even in death.”
