[But once she cuts the line, it isn't at once at all. She just sits in stunned silence, holding the emerald brooch that was her magitech cradled in her lap, fingers half-heartedly curled over the surface. If he knew, it would be like Kidagakesh. She was sent home to Atlantis, given time to say her goodbyes and make herself ready... which meant Achilles was to return.
Return to die. And there was nothing she could do about it.
Except have food sent over and prepare, setting out wine and fruit, cuts of meat, and bread... but even the mechanical motions of preparation don't do anything to make it better.
He'll find her door ajar, sitting formlornly at the table in the middle of the chaos that was her lab-turned room.]
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That tells her all she needs to know.]
... of course. I shall prepare it at once.
[But once she cuts the line, it isn't at once at all. She just sits in stunned silence, holding the emerald brooch that was her magitech cradled in her lap, fingers half-heartedly curled over the surface. If he knew, it would be like Kidagakesh. She was sent home to Atlantis, given time to say her goodbyes and make herself ready... which meant Achilles was to return.
Return to die. And there was nothing she could do about it.
Except have food sent over and prepare, setting out wine and fruit, cuts of meat, and bread... but even the mechanical motions of preparation don't do anything to make it better.
He'll find her door ajar, sitting formlornly at the table in the middle of the chaos that was her lab-turned room.]