[Something in her subtly brightens, which both surprises and quietly disgusts her. She's strained and fought and pulled against the grasping dead hands of the Ninth for so long that it still comes up on her like a short, hot shock, to know how much of the Ninth is in her. She can't help it, though; in a world so thoroughly alien to her, it's not unpleasant to find even slight and passing familiarities.
She turns away from the glass case and its dubious inhabitants now, leans her shoulder against it with a casual disregard for the fact that one is probably not meant to touch it.]
And it's...complicated. A long story, mostly featuring me, of course, which naturally makes it very interesting. But to save time let’s say yeah, kind of. Or I was assigned to her. The necromantic heir to each of the Nine Houses - that's...I guess that's what you'd call royalty of a sort - traditionally has a cavalier assigned to them, like from birth. Necros are powerful with the help of their necromancy, but they're usually scrawny little bastards with noodle arms. Cavaliers provide the brute strength.
[And they're ultimately designed to bond in an entirely weirder, more brutal way, but this is relatively new information even for her, and she doesn't want to bore him to sleep with it.]
no subject
[Something in her subtly brightens, which both surprises and quietly disgusts her. She's strained and fought and pulled against the grasping dead hands of the Ninth for so long that it still comes up on her like a short, hot shock, to know how much of the Ninth is in her. She can't help it, though; in a world so thoroughly alien to her, it's not unpleasant to find even slight and passing familiarities.
She turns away from the glass case and its dubious inhabitants now, leans her shoulder against it with a casual disregard for the fact that one is probably not meant to touch it.]
And it's...complicated. A long story, mostly featuring me, of course, which naturally makes it very interesting. But to save time let’s say yeah, kind of. Or I was assigned to her. The necromantic heir to each of the Nine Houses - that's...I guess that's what you'd call royalty of a sort - traditionally has a cavalier assigned to them, like from birth. Necros are powerful with the help of their necromancy, but they're usually scrawny little bastards with noodle arms. Cavaliers provide the brute strength.
[And they're ultimately designed to bond in an entirely weirder, more brutal way, but this is relatively new information even for her, and she doesn't want to bore him to sleep with it.]