[Hayame's sense of Communion is icy and cold, like snowy wind howling through the mountain peaks. The things that are warm, her weaknesses, her cares, they are hidden away and guarded carefully beneath the snow and the craggy rock in caves so dark that the soft fires cannot be easily seen without a break in the blizzard, intentionally hidden (as best she can) from anyone who might try to use this method of Communication to pry into her head or her hearts.
But it is nothing warm and caring that brings her "here" today.]
Sun Goddess.
[... She struggles with pronouncing "Quetzalcoatl" and she isn't about to mess it up right now. Or use someone's proper name when she is this angry with them.]
slightly backdated communion;
But it is nothing warm and caring that brings her "here" today.]
Sun Goddess.
[... She struggles with pronouncing "Quetzalcoatl" and she isn't about to mess it up right now. Or use someone's proper name when she is this angry with them.]
Where is the shard of that gaki?