06-23-2023, 09:46 PM
Zef nodded at the proffered hand and shook firmly noting her gentle demeanor, they'd have to work on that perhaps. But not now. Trust was important. She'd remember the name. "Give me a list of gear you'd prefer and I'll requisition it. We'll have to find someplace off the proverbial grid, so you stay under the radar. I'll need a way of getting in touch with you."
At the askance of family in need of protection Zef almost reached for the potential, but she stayed her hand opting to wave the girl forward towards the street and back into the world where they could walk and talk. "My brother is in Greece, though he is in no need of protection. But one day, soon I hope, there will be a life in which I will devote my life to. My families legacy to be carried on as it were." Generation up on generation of the Atalantia line and it was with in her body to fulfil not only the death of the gods, but the continuance of her own line. A line in which she intended to be fraught with the power of the gods so that they could end them again. A morbid doom for her own, but still it was a sacrifice she was willing to make. It would take generations to eradicate the children of the gods even in their infancy. The power was only just resurrected, but the could stem the bleed before it became monumental. They only had to have the tools to do so -- willing allies, trained and learned of the same views. Knowing their sacrifice and that of their kin.
At the askance of family in need of protection Zef almost reached for the potential, but she stayed her hand opting to wave the girl forward towards the street and back into the world where they could walk and talk. "My brother is in Greece, though he is in no need of protection. But one day, soon I hope, there will be a life in which I will devote my life to. My families legacy to be carried on as it were." Generation up on generation of the Atalantia line and it was with in her body to fulfil not only the death of the gods, but the continuance of her own line. A line in which she intended to be fraught with the power of the gods so that they could end them again. A morbid doom for her own, but still it was a sacrifice she was willing to make. It would take generations to eradicate the children of the gods even in their infancy. The power was only just resurrected, but the could stem the bleed before it became monumental. They only had to have the tools to do so -- willing allies, trained and learned of the same views. Knowing their sacrifice and that of their kin.