The UnCulling
01-17-2021, 05:23 PM
Pesto retorted at his words, but he simply shook his head, "I am sorry, but you are the Fallen One still..." It wasn't that he disagreed, but he had a soft spot for all of Archon's pups and wondered what his leader would think of him for allowing one of his pups to slip so far away from the light. Still, she was fallen and he would only- could only- refer to her as such. His lips formed a thin line as he struggled to find anything else to say. Pesto motioned at the bundle, asking what it was. Obi's first instinct was to hide it. His eyes looked around for a quick escape and he briefly wondered if Pestilence would be able to snitch on his broken oath to serve. She was rejected from the family, but it was possible Venom or someone would try to patch things up in the future and then she would have something over him. It was a predicament, but if she were to be involved... Obi slowly brought the bundle forward, unfurling to show the dark blue hues of the pup- its lighter hues would grow in later as it aged- as the babe wriggled away from the sudden cold. "It is... to be culled." His eyes regarded Pesto for a moment to see how she would take the information. "It is unfit to be an Abraxas, but I though, perhaps, there's no harm in it being simply a mortal. We do not often do killing mortals simply because they are mortal, so what is letting one more live as it will? That is Ra'asha, if you remember: the will to survive and thrive no matter what has come or what is yet to come." Pestilence shared that she caught herself on the edge of the cliff and that the others were welcome to try again but Obi shook his head, "Enough pain has been caused Pes- Fallen One. You should go, live, and let live- Ra'asha." |