[She had been friends with the Fallen once, at least, the ones from House of Judgment.
Every other Fallen she'd rightfully pissed off, in the same way all the Fallen had pissed off the Reef. The details weren't in her mind anymore, but every record was out there. Surely she'd have been somewhere along the same lines as most others in service.
She doesn't remember. There's still a small bundle of nerves in the pit of her stomach. Aeon just bumps the back of her helmet lightly, as if to make her focus.]
It's what they say. [Sardonic, in a way.
Liya, unfortunately, subscribes to the Hunter tenet of "ostentatious and over the top as fuck." She could hide, but her red and gold armor makes her what the kids call "a target." She's pretty okay with that.] What's the situation?
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Every other Fallen she'd rightfully pissed off, in the same way all the Fallen had pissed off the Reef. The details weren't in her mind anymore, but every record was out there. Surely she'd have been somewhere along the same lines as most others in service.
She doesn't remember. There's still a small bundle of nerves in the pit of her stomach. Aeon just bumps the back of her helmet lightly, as if to make her focus.]
It's what they say. [Sardonic, in a way.
Liya, unfortunately, subscribes to the Hunter tenet of "ostentatious and over the top as fuck." She could hide, but her red and gold armor makes her what the kids call "a target." She's pretty okay with that.] What's the situation?