the worry of speaking too much, wanting to say something to warn others but not wanting to cross a line that might be difficult to come back from if too much is said. it has her sighing in empathy when some memories come back. long discussions between her, luara, and leeds. trying to decide how they should go about this and whether or not they should finally (finally, finally) bring in help. ]
From my experience, it's better to have knowledge of the horrors than being surprised by it. It's difficult to swallow, I can attest to that, but they'll be better prepared. And all thanks to your willingness to speak out on it.
I was never able to fight back against the things. The beings, really. From outer space, a planet full of mechanoid aliens far older than Earth itself from where I am.
Not directly at least. They were a lot of bigger than me. They've been fighting my friends for a long, long time in a war so they knew their way around combat and more.
The most I could do was help my friends however I could. [ her chest still aches from phantom pains now and then. she presses a hand against it now, hissing a bit at the memory of tearing-breaking-opening. ] It wasn't a lot but it was something. Better than nothing.
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the worry of speaking too much, wanting to say something to warn others but not wanting to cross a line that might be difficult to come back from if too much is said. it has her sighing in empathy when some memories come back. long discussions between her, luara, and leeds. trying to decide how they should go about this and whether or not they should finally (finally, finally) bring in help. ]
From my experience, it's better to have knowledge of the horrors than being surprised by it. It's difficult to swallow, I can attest to that, but they'll be better prepared. And all thanks to your willingness to speak out on it.
I was never able to fight back against the things. The beings, really. From outer space, a planet full of mechanoid aliens far older than Earth itself from where I am.
Not directly at least. They were a lot of bigger than me. They've been fighting my friends for a long, long time in a war so they knew their way around combat and more.
The most I could do was help my friends however I could. [ her chest still aches from phantom pains now and then. she presses a hand against it now, hissing a bit at the memory of tearing-breaking-opening. ] It wasn't a lot but it was something. Better than nothing.