Aug 8, 2018
Even captured, she still maintained an unconquerable air of dignity that they wouldn’t dare dream of hobbling in whatever way, even though the Oracle had thought she had been capable of evading them altogether. Magitek stood in receptive and statuesque file as Luna’s wrists were bound with cuffs that chafed painfully into her flesh, but she didn’t issue any sort of protest. Instead, she stood in all scuffed and dusty glory, a beacon even in this disheveled state. A man in liquid armor not unlike Glauca’s caused her to bristle, but she didn’t show an iota fear if she could help it. She stood, silently, chin held high.
“Ser, what charges are being held against me. I demand to know before being treated like a common criminal.”
@zvphyr
