There was a dark figure moving through the sheets and swirls of snow. Moving fast by the looks of it, too. Whatever it was, it was at least humanoid in shape, and it wasn't making any savage grunting or snarling sounds.
On the plus side, they'd gained another Hero of Light for their party! On the negative side, it was Lust.
Her usually perfect ivory skin was flushed from the cold, her breath rolling from her dark lips in small puffs of mist. She'd seen their vague figures in the distance and had hastened toward them in hopes of finding a certain familiar face. The expression of hope, shortly followed by disappointment, was a foreign expression the homunculus did not usually wear. The cool disdain that came next was perfectly normal, however, for while she at least knew Duster and Tazendra, it was probably obvious that she held not real affection for anyone standing there.
"So there are others," she remarked, not yet sheathing the black blade she held in her hand. Her gaze fell to their feet, then to the craters they'd left behind in the snow with their slogging steps, tracking the direction they'd come and following it ahead to the same place she'd been eyeing since her awakening as well.
Lust's shoulders hitched with a small sigh.
"I don't suppose you've seen anyone else," she remarked, more a statement than a question. "We may as well travel together, then, since we seem to have the same destination in mind." Turning in place, she moved ahead at a more casual pace, the white snow crunching beneath her heeled boots. It was fortunate that she'd kept her Black Mage job equipped, since it would take little effort on her part to start a fire.
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On the plus side, they'd gained another Hero of Light for their party! On the negative side, it was Lust.
Her usually perfect ivory skin was flushed from the cold, her breath rolling from her dark lips in small puffs of mist. She'd seen their vague figures in the distance and had hastened toward them in hopes of finding a certain familiar face. The expression of hope, shortly followed by disappointment, was a foreign expression the homunculus did not usually wear. The cool disdain that came next was perfectly normal, however, for while she at least knew Duster and Tazendra, it was probably obvious that she held not real affection for anyone standing there.
"So there are others," she remarked, not yet sheathing the black blade she held in her hand. Her gaze fell to their feet, then to the craters they'd left behind in the snow with their slogging steps, tracking the direction they'd come and following it ahead to the same place she'd been eyeing since her awakening as well.
Lust's shoulders hitched with a small sigh.
"I don't suppose you've seen anyone else," she remarked, more a statement than a question. "We may as well travel together, then, since we seem to have the same destination in mind." Turning in place, she moved ahead at a more casual pace, the white snow crunching beneath her heeled boots. It was fortunate that she'd kept her Black Mage job equipped, since it would take little effort on her part to start a fire.