[The way Aerith's smile withers away to nothing, the way her eyes move beyond her to some indeterminate spot in the distance, almost has Gideon turning to peer over her shoulder. Half concerned that there's something there, something awful, something the other woman may require protection from--
--but then she lifts her brilliant eyes to Gideon's instead, and something in her seems to settle. The urge to glance back remains, but as Aerith slides her arm into the crook of Gideon's all concerns are swiftly forgotten. She straightens a little, muscles taut, before gallantly beginning to lead them in the direction of her silent, forbidding domain. She feels just a touch hot under the collar.
Aerith's first question runs abruptly into a second, and Gideon laughs.]
Hey, slow down. Gimmie time to answer before you start with the next question! Although I can hardly blame you for being keen to get to know me.
[She winks, all tease, as they trudge over dun-coloured sand toward the vast metal doors ahead.]
But yeah, where I'm from space travel was a thing. Both inside and beyond the Dominicus system - that's where I'm from - but I only did it myself the one time. As for the military, I wanted to sign up to get the hell away from where I'd come from. I thought it was a chance to get out there and do something meaningful, you know? Plus, the Ninth House is fucking horrible. Even more depressing than this shithole.
[She nods toward the barren landscape that surrounds them.]
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--but then she lifts her brilliant eyes to Gideon's instead, and something in her seems to settle. The urge to glance back remains, but as Aerith slides her arm into the crook of Gideon's all concerns are swiftly forgotten. She straightens a little, muscles taut, before gallantly beginning to lead them in the direction of her silent, forbidding domain. She feels just a touch hot under the collar.
Aerith's first question runs abruptly into a second, and Gideon laughs.]
Hey, slow down. Gimmie time to answer before you start with the next question! Although I can hardly blame you for being keen to get to know me.
[She winks, all tease, as they trudge over dun-coloured sand toward the vast metal doors ahead.]
But yeah, where I'm from space travel was a thing. Both inside and beyond the Dominicus system - that's where I'm from - but I only did it myself the one time. As for the military, I wanted to sign up to get the hell away from where I'd come from. I thought it was a chance to get out there and do something meaningful, you know? Plus, the Ninth House is fucking horrible. Even more depressing than this shithole.
[She nods toward the barren landscape that surrounds them.]