[The faint whirr of the grappling gun... tickles her memory. She's encountered him before, of course. It's how he gets around. But the feeling seems odd, even to her.
That tone is exactly why Mayuko was tapped for dealing with Jason. The youngbloods would have flown off the handle at it; the old guard would have clutched their figurative pearls at the insolence. She takes no umbrage, raises her hand in turn, wry and casual herself.]
Good evening. Perfect White Hearts weather. Although I'd rather be at home near the fireplace with a hot drink, waiting for the Broadcast.
[The many sects of Sunset Falls, with their many gods, still had to give the Willow Maiden her props. They respected power, and the power gained from believers of all stripes the most of all.]
The stars shine bright enough for our business tonight.
[Cultist-speak for "boy you done messed up on one of the myriad Sunset Falls mores." It speaks to the council's caution and Mayuko's own regard that he gets warned and not have his operation excised out of hand.
She tucks her hands into the sleeves of her robes, resting them in front near her waist. Two of the eyeslits in her mask (which are higher than eyes should be) glow faintly red.]
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That tone is exactly why Mayuko was tapped for dealing with Jason. The youngbloods would have flown off the handle at it; the old guard would have clutched their figurative pearls at the insolence. She takes no umbrage, raises her hand in turn, wry and casual herself.]
Good evening. Perfect White Hearts weather. Although I'd rather be at home near the fireplace with a hot drink, waiting for the Broadcast.
[The many sects of Sunset Falls, with their many gods, still had to give the Willow Maiden her props. They respected power, and the power gained from believers of all stripes the most of all.]
The stars shine bright enough for our business tonight.
[Cultist-speak for "boy you done messed up on one of the myriad Sunset Falls mores." It speaks to the council's caution and Mayuko's own regard that he gets warned and not have his operation excised out of hand.
She tucks her hands into the sleeves of her robes, resting them in front near her waist. Two of the eyeslits in her mask (which are higher than eyes should be) glow faintly red.]