Post by Sastre Quicksilver on Feb 15, 2011 14:35:26 GMT -5
Sastre crouched in the darkness, ready to act.
It figured. She'd come here to actually have a slight break from training, and from hunting, and instead she'd thrown herself and Florian right into what promised to be a messy situation. Sastre knew it would be alright, though. If anyone could sort this out and take whatever was responsible down, it was Florian. She'd always had a deep respect for him, stemming from his own time as "Sastre Quicksilver" but after spending these past several months together, she had a newfound respect for the older hunter.
"Demon, you think?" she asked, sniffing the air and ignoring the jostling of the children all around her. "I can't think of anything else that would reek of sulfur like this, anyway."
Florian remained silent for a long time, and she knew he was running several possible scenarios through his mind and discarding each until he found the one most suitable for this situation. That was an aspect of the training that Sastre was still struggling with, honestly: the mental discipline. It just didn't come as easily to her as the physical stuff did. She knew she'd get it eventually but it would still take her some time.
Falling silent herself, Sastre simply waited for something to happen, knowing that when it did, she might be wishing for a little more down time like this...
It figured. She'd come here to actually have a slight break from training, and from hunting, and instead she'd thrown herself and Florian right into what promised to be a messy situation. Sastre knew it would be alright, though. If anyone could sort this out and take whatever was responsible down, it was Florian. She'd always had a deep respect for him, stemming from his own time as "Sastre Quicksilver" but after spending these past several months together, she had a newfound respect for the older hunter.
"Demon, you think?" she asked, sniffing the air and ignoring the jostling of the children all around her. "I can't think of anything else that would reek of sulfur like this, anyway."
Florian remained silent for a long time, and she knew he was running several possible scenarios through his mind and discarding each until he found the one most suitable for this situation. That was an aspect of the training that Sastre was still struggling with, honestly: the mental discipline. It just didn't come as easily to her as the physical stuff did. She knew she'd get it eventually but it would still take her some time.
Falling silent herself, Sastre simply waited for something to happen, knowing that when it did, she might be wishing for a little more down time like this...
