[Hayame does not like to admit to such weakness. To fear. She was a warrior, all she had ever put her efforts into was to being a paragon of such virtues... and fear did not belong there.
But she has seen the vastness of space, the charred corpses left in the wake of dragonfire, the hordes of Zymandis' army, the lumbering metallic and flesh horror of the prison planet labyrinth... things that she would never have imagined possible in her wildest nightmares.]
You were not there. Hathaway may claim to give choice where their predecessors did not, may have yet sent us on a mission of death, but they were still born of ALASTAIR. Still born of the group that waged war across the stars with those who had not asked to be there.
[She hadn't asked for it. All she had wanted to do was remain in the only world she'd ever known to die with some semblance of honor for the sin she had committed. And yet now she is bound to this impossible place by the promise of their interference, forced to believe it could be possible for fear it was not.
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But she has seen the vastness of space, the charred corpses left in the wake of dragonfire, the hordes of Zymandis' army, the lumbering metallic and flesh horror of the prison planet labyrinth... things that she would never have imagined possible in her wildest nightmares.]
You were not there. Hathaway may claim to give choice where their predecessors did not, may have yet sent us on a mission of death, but they were still born of ALASTAIR. Still born of the group that waged war across the stars with those who had not asked to be there.
[She hadn't asked for it. All she had wanted to do was remain in the only world she'd ever known to die with some semblance of honor for the sin she had committed. And yet now she is bound to this impossible place by the promise of their interference, forced to believe it could be possible for fear it was not.
So maybe she was. Afraid.]
Only a fool would not dread such service.