Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS]

« Only poison runs through the sweetest streams; waste no time washing away wilted dreams. » \\ Daughter of Mars, legacy of Ceres. \\ First Cohort. \\ #PATAKA.

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

"Nah, just random vocab here and there." https://t.co/AhT92482Zm

[Chiara Benvenuti. @mediterraneae]

“Do you know German? Or–?”

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

"Lots of good war cries, yup. Just ordinary words work really well."

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

"No problem. And yeah, yeah I think."

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

"Ge—whatever. Bless you, or something."

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

"Gesundheit."

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

(@GWENDOLYYNS) -- are you wasting your time and energy?"

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Dropping the instrument carelessly to the ground, she stepped over to @GWENDOLYYNS, furrowing her brow.

"Ew. That's not important, why --

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

(@GWENDOLYYNS) -- to the blonde.

"You're welcome," she added with a grin.

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

(@GWENDOLYYNS) "Yeah, scared you /awake/," she returns matter-of-factly, bending over to pick up the pencil and gently rolling it over --

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Uses one of the cymbals as a shield from the flying pencil, letting it bounce off the metal and plant into the ground.

"HA! Success."

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Crashes cymbals together to keep Gwen awake.

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

"Shit, fuck, fucker and piss, who takes /three hours/ to deliver a message less than half a mile away?!"

[Chiara Benvenuti. @mediterraneae]

— ❝ ℱortune favours the brave. ❞

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

-- move, not just disarm. Wrist veins and all."

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Lifts her shoulder into a one-side shrug, stuffing her hands in her pockets.

"Whatever you say. But you'd probably kill them with that --

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Casting a wary glance over the other, Sage juts her chin towards the mauled dummy.

"That. It's where we get branded. So. What's going on?"

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Snorts slightly, shaking her head no once.

"Do /you/?"

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Takes a cautionary step back.

"What's going on, Praetor?"

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Raises a brow to the hairline at Reyna.

[Sage Yangion. | [HIATUS] @SpryEnigma]

Discovers the note, involuntarily crumpling it in her fist once it was read.

Oh, you could bet she was headed to /confront/. (@PROELIANS)