[To Liem, it seems as though barely any time at all passes between him delivering his mean-spirited bargain to Gen and the approach of the desert god, cutting a path through the greenhouse’s lush overgrowth towards him. How Set found him so quickly, he does not rightly know — though Liem is not difficult to spot these days, at least when he stands in direct moonlight. The glow seems to cling to him, gathering about him in a corona and sticking like dewdrops to a spider’s web, glittering in his hair and his eyes and over the long, shimmering planes of his wings. It lends a pleasant, almost comforting air about him — a direct contrast to the ruthless, fey angles of his face.
He is creeping through a less-familiar part of the garden when the god comes upon him and makes his demand. Liem looks up from a burrow he’d been peering into, half in shadow, the lines of his body somehow alien in their construction. He tenses immediately, his face tight with suspicion.]
What did he do?
[Liem hisses it as he stares, eyes reflecting, cat-like, in the gloom. Gen… he must have used some compulsion on him, or gotten an ally to do it. It wouldn’t be the first time Set had come under an attack like that.
One thing Liem does not do is fork over the shard. He looks like a wild animal regarding some threat at the very edge of its flight zone, ready to dart away at a moment’s notice.]
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He is creeping through a less-familiar part of the garden when the god comes upon him and makes his demand. Liem looks up from a burrow he’d been peering into, half in shadow, the lines of his body somehow alien in their construction. He tenses immediately, his face tight with suspicion.]
What did he do?
[Liem hisses it as he stares, eyes reflecting, cat-like, in the gloom. Gen… he must have used some compulsion on him, or gotten an ally to do it. It wouldn’t be the first time Set had come under an attack like that.
One thing Liem does not do is fork over the shard. He looks like a wild animal regarding some threat at the very edge of its flight zone, ready to dart away at a moment’s notice.]