Blaze is staring up at the blue banner mounted before the great pile. Natasha's question and the discussion that follows makes her glance over.
"You mean it's Hazel's work? Hmm. The Fallen have had free run of the Nexus since the storm began. I've found a couple of our scouts dead next to empty caches lately. Guess now we know what was missing." She looks up at the banner again, gestures to it and gives a soft snort. "The House of Winter. Isn't that just damned perfect?"
It's a bit of work, but she takes a few seconds to unhook the banner from its pole, rolling up the heavy cloth and placing it in the snowmobile's cab. It means she misses the respectful moment the others are taking, so when she steps away she finds herself standing a little awkwardly watching them. She glances at Ghost, but follows his lead and keeps quiet. This business of spirits and nature - this isn't something she understands. Her conversation with Furiosa a few days past reminds her of that. She has plenty against Reynard personally, but she won't begrudge this other spirit her due.
No. Winter and Autumn she doesn't understand. What she knows is Light and Dark, and what's waiting to attack is very much of the Dark. The others have the loading well in hand, so she turns her armored bulk back to watching the perimeter. Escort missions may be a lesser nightmare to her, but there is something reassuring about seeing Azwel, Josh and the other warriors watching their backs.
"There's a saying back home, Kinner," she says over her shoulder. "'You're not paranoid if there really is a monolithic embodiment of pure evil out to get you.' We'll have company soon enough. Just keep your head down and whatever happens, get this payload home."
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"You mean it's Hazel's work? Hmm. The Fallen have had free run of the Nexus since the storm began. I've found a couple of our scouts dead next to empty caches lately. Guess now we know what was missing." She looks up at the banner again, gestures to it and gives a soft snort. "The House of Winter. Isn't that just damned perfect?"
It's a bit of work, but she takes a few seconds to unhook the banner from its pole, rolling up the heavy cloth and placing it in the snowmobile's cab. It means she misses the respectful moment the others are taking, so when she steps away she finds herself standing a little awkwardly watching them. She glances at Ghost, but follows his lead and keeps quiet. This business of spirits and nature - this isn't something she understands. Her conversation with Furiosa a few days past reminds her of that. She has plenty against Reynard personally, but she won't begrudge this other spirit her due.
No. Winter and Autumn she doesn't understand. What she knows is Light and Dark, and what's waiting to attack is very much of the Dark. The others have the loading well in hand, so she turns her armored bulk back to watching the perimeter. Escort missions may be a lesser nightmare to her, but there is something reassuring about seeing Azwel, Josh and the other warriors watching their backs.
"There's a saying back home, Kinner," she says over her shoulder. "'You're not paranoid if there really is a monolithic embodiment of pure evil out to get you.' We'll have company soon enough. Just keep your head down and whatever happens, get this payload home."