10-11-2016, 08:35 AM
Her worry for him grows once his muscles tense, as if he was struggling with something badly. She isn’t afraid of him, truly believing that he wouldn’t hurt her, perhaps a bit naïve and foolish, perhaps not. However, the breakout after her own words make her flinch and instantly she becomes even smaller than she already was. Igni doesn’t dare to meet his angry gaze, and instead casts her own towards the ground. Tears start to well up in her eyes, partly because she doesn’t understand the situation that is going on, but also because of Lior’s harsh words. Luckily for her the next venomous words aren’t direct to her, but instead towards his father who doesn’t really seem affected by it all.
Gunsynd’s words are the one that slightly calm her, as he perfectly confirms what she had said before. It was true, right? The god had given Gunsynd powers, that made him special, different from the others. But there is something in his words that strikes her. ’Both answered the God’s call to defy Beqanna.’ When had their god ever defied Beqanna? A frown appears upon her young face as she looks up, directly at Gunsynd this time. ”Defy Beqanna? Why would he do that? He is one of the Gods and offered us an alternative home...” There couldn’t have been any more naivety latched to her words than that, voice somewhat broken due to her upset state.
It hurts. Lior’s words hurt. Even though Gunsynd hadn’t been very thoughtful by revealing her little stunt like that, at least his words hadn’t talked bad of her directly. Not like Lior’s words. She doesn’t say anything, just stands there staring at nothing in particular, but still listening to all the words, if she wanted or not. For a short moment she looks up, watching Gunsynd’s retreating figure. For a moment she thinks of following him, of fleeing home, but she simply cannot. Her legs don’t comply, so she keeps standing there, teary and obviously hurt gaze now on Lior. Already ready to flinch again if harsh words would be spoken.
Gunsynd’s words are the one that slightly calm her, as he perfectly confirms what she had said before. It was true, right? The god had given Gunsynd powers, that made him special, different from the others. But there is something in his words that strikes her. ’Both answered the God’s call to defy Beqanna.’ When had their god ever defied Beqanna? A frown appears upon her young face as she looks up, directly at Gunsynd this time. ”Defy Beqanna? Why would he do that? He is one of the Gods and offered us an alternative home...” There couldn’t have been any more naivety latched to her words than that, voice somewhat broken due to her upset state.
It hurts. Lior’s words hurt. Even though Gunsynd hadn’t been very thoughtful by revealing her little stunt like that, at least his words hadn’t talked bad of her directly. Not like Lior’s words. She doesn’t say anything, just stands there staring at nothing in particular, but still listening to all the words, if she wanted or not. For a short moment she looks up, watching Gunsynd’s retreating figure. For a moment she thinks of following him, of fleeing home, but she simply cannot. Her legs don’t comply, so she keeps standing there, teary and obviously hurt gaze now on Lior. Already ready to flinch again if harsh words would be spoken.