And here is Metody, drifting slowly through the maze of obscenities and making the occasional noise, too stunned to react further.
Which one is her? The woman lounging on skulls and demons is a possibility, but she's got boobs, and no one with eyes is going to draw Metody with boobs. She's practically got anti-boobs.
She hesitates at what is obviously Horst and Johannes, studying the collar and leash of bones. But the thing that binds them is blood, or the debt Johannes acquired from Horst's death and false rebirth, and has nothing to do with her. So that's not it at all.
Oh, second lady, is that - Metody pauses in front of what is undoubtedly Nuada, and makes a tiny chirp of horror. He is going to go absolutely weasels when he sees that. And so she hurries off.
And finds the skull.
She spends a long time standing there, staring up at the heart and really getting to be familiar with the deep, resentful offense she feels.
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Which one is her? The woman lounging on skulls and demons is a possibility, but she's got boobs, and no one with eyes is going to draw Metody with boobs. She's practically got anti-boobs.
She hesitates at what is obviously Horst and Johannes, studying the collar and leash of bones. But the thing that binds them is blood, or the debt Johannes acquired from Horst's death and false rebirth, and has nothing to do with her. So that's not it at all.
Oh, second lady, is that - Metody pauses in front of what is undoubtedly Nuada, and makes a tiny chirp of horror. He is going to go absolutely weasels when he sees that. And so she hurries off.
And finds the skull.
She spends a long time standing there, staring up at the heart and really getting to be familiar with the deep, resentful offense she feels.