"I suppose we'll see, king of the wretched." Oh that feels...strange, but she's in it now. She's in it now and she's hoping, gambling, that her nature as the test bed has also been translated, that whatever strange force remade her into a thing of magic and mayhem either couldn't rid her of her Faustian might or deliberately preserved it. Eligos has given her a gift, but that's the thing with being a Revenant: the devil always gives you more than he intended, and gets nothing extra in return.
The pact is sealed, as it ever is, before the altar of someone Vika does not respect but who is willing, in their arrogance, to treat with her.
"...If there's nothing else, I have work to do. Clock's ticking."
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Date: 2024-01-19 04:17 pm (UTC)The pact is sealed, as it ever is, before the altar of someone Vika does not respect but who is willing, in their arrogance, to treat with her.
"...If there's nothing else, I have work to do. Clock's ticking."