Someone manifests in one of the darker underground chambers in the palace. On looking around he can feel them. Their enthusiasm, professionalism, their esteem for their leader. Solus snorts, disappearing again, and re-appearing to look around himself. To see if there's still a power supply, if the palace is completely in darkness, where the exits are, the barricaded windows, the broken ones.
It doesn't take long before he has a complete feel for the place.
And then he senses her. Her.. Janie Taylor.
Janie Taylor Malcolm. Janie Malcolm. The demon god can sense her names changing and receding in the ether. He also notices she's the most reluctant to be here.
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Date: 2010-05-28 08:24 pm (UTC)It doesn't take long before he has a complete feel for the place.
And then he senses her. Her.. Janie Taylor.
Janie Taylor Malcolm. Janie Malcolm. The demon god can sense her names changing and receding in the ether. He also notices she's the most reluctant to be here.
With every reason, if she but knew it.