( There's a weight to it that is not disappointed, per se, but betrays the hopefulness that accompanied the question all the same. She makes an admirable effort to bounce back, and it's probably more evident that she's trying to make sure her down mood doesn't impact him, rather than her actually being Great. All things considered, though, who is doing super great during wars that cross entire continents and nations?
Quietly, )
It's still lovely to hear a voice that brings them to mind.
( Quite a few voices here are reminiscent of accents from home, truthfully. Marina and Levi are simply those in Prehevil she had spent the most time with, who were so terribly effected by the hell brought down on their hometown and, if she's being honest, are the ones she cares for most amongst the thirteen others, alongside Olivia.
Well. Twelve, after the other day.
It was for the best that this stranger was not of Bohemia, or the Eastern Union. Then she would have to break the news of the horror unfolding there.
At least when she speaks again now, her tone's more convincingly recovered. )
I'd bet there's a town called Piltover somewhere in Europa, but I'm not personally familiar. I don't think a flying wheelchair would be viable at home for a while, but it'd be fun to try and make an all-terrain prototype, using the same principles as tanks.
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( There's a weight to it that is not disappointed, per se, but betrays the hopefulness that accompanied the question all the same. She makes an admirable effort to bounce back, and it's probably more evident that she's trying to make sure her down mood doesn't impact him, rather than her actually being Great. All things considered, though, who is doing super great during wars that cross entire continents and nations?
Quietly, )
It's still lovely to hear a voice that brings them to mind.
( Quite a few voices here are reminiscent of accents from home, truthfully. Marina and Levi are simply those in Prehevil she had spent the most time with, who were so terribly effected by the hell brought down on their hometown and, if she's being honest, are the ones she cares for most amongst the thirteen others, alongside Olivia.
Well. Twelve, after the other day.
It was for the best that this stranger was not of Bohemia, or the Eastern Union. Then she would have to break the news of the horror unfolding there.
At least when she speaks again now, her tone's more convincingly recovered. )
I'd bet there's a town called Piltover somewhere in Europa, but I'm not personally familiar. I don't think a flying wheelchair would be viable at home for a while, but it'd be fun to try and make an all-terrain prototype, using the same principles as tanks.
( A beat. ) Are you familiar with tanks?