Hraunor
07-28-2018, 05:45 PM
There was a certain beauty in the way that Kisamoa lagged behind. It was almost as if he knew what she had planned the second he showed up - but had he known, he most certainly wouldn't have followed her. Hope’s hopelights danced around her head, wary and ready to spring the moment she allowed them to try and restrain Kisamoa, though while she kept her leash on them they buzzed anxiously in waiting. Her voice had taken on an almost other worldly sense as she spoke, eyeing him cautiously in case he chose to strike.
But something within her knew he was powerless with the battle internally.
So she continued to speak, her voice trailing off as she mentioned that he was scared. She had completely disregarded the fact that the gods had been with him all along, she had known this. She merely wanted a reaction. Her smile had turned into something more of a smirk, the warmth growing stronger as she stared at Kisamoa now with the voices of the gods speaking up through him.
”Good. I had hoped you all would be. Do not worry, I will set you free.” She said with a brilliant grin, a sort of hopeful happiness echoing somehow from her voice. Then, with that giant orb in the center of the cavern, she allowed her hopelights to spring. The orbs slipping from her head toward the bigger orb in the center, shooting out toward Kisamoa. She almost that a glimpse of pity in her smoky eyes while she watched them float toward Kis with startling speed. ”It won't take too long. Hopefully you can sit tight and forgive me when all is said and done. Think of it like a vacation.” She offered cheerfully, watching as the giant orb began to encase Kisamoa in the warm ball of light, suspended in the center of the room, unable to slip into the folds of the world. The smaller hopelights acting as guardians for the other deity.
But she wasn't done. She had more work to do, she only hoped the gods within Kisamoa would realize how she hoped to help them, and with it be able to restrain Kisamoa enough that her magic worked. She needed to revive them somehow, and she had an idea of where to begin.
“Talk.”
But something within her knew he was powerless with the battle internally.
So she continued to speak, her voice trailing off as she mentioned that he was scared. She had completely disregarded the fact that the gods had been with him all along, she had known this. She merely wanted a reaction. Her smile had turned into something more of a smirk, the warmth growing stronger as she stared at Kisamoa now with the voices of the gods speaking up through him.
”Good. I had hoped you all would be. Do not worry, I will set you free.” She said with a brilliant grin, a sort of hopeful happiness echoing somehow from her voice. Then, with that giant orb in the center of the cavern, she allowed her hopelights to spring. The orbs slipping from her head toward the bigger orb in the center, shooting out toward Kisamoa. She almost that a glimpse of pity in her smoky eyes while she watched them float toward Kis with startling speed. ”It won't take too long. Hopefully you can sit tight and forgive me when all is said and done. Think of it like a vacation.” She offered cheerfully, watching as the giant orb began to encase Kisamoa in the warm ball of light, suspended in the center of the room, unable to slip into the folds of the world. The smaller hopelights acting as guardians for the other deity.
But she wasn't done. She had more work to do, she only hoped the gods within Kisamoa would realize how she hoped to help them, and with it be able to restrain Kisamoa enough that her magic worked. She needed to revive them somehow, and she had an idea of where to begin.
“Talk.”
HOPE
changes everything
changes everything
HOPE CHANGES EVERYTHING
