[ It's not a matter of how they both arrived here, because the answer to that is very much clear. The song, the accursed tune that had skillfully roped them here from different wings of the castle, and ensuring that both of them would be trapped here until a way out is found.
So that's what the matter is, and what needs to be settled on sooner rather than later. (Definitely sooner, if Lust has any say in things, a mild headache forming at the back of her head from the Siren's song and the creep of exhaustion that drags her limbs towards the ground. Ugh.)
She looks towards Akua, a woman whose elegant face she doesn't recognize from her time mingling around with the Zenith. Someone not yet affiliated with either side then, or one of them (the enemy, the Meridian). But right now they are partners-to-be out of necessity, Lust painfully aware that if she is to make it out of this room alive she must rely on the aid of someone outside her trusted circle. Better to live another day and owe a debt than to be stopped so far away from her goals, despite what her pride as a Homunculus might argue.
When the Siren takes a moment to breathe, she takes her own moment to speak. ]
We need to find a way to silence that thing.
[ Ideally by injuring it or killing it, though really any solution will suffice right about now. ]
wildcard; let me know if this doesn't work
So that's what the matter is, and what needs to be settled on sooner rather than later. (Definitely sooner, if Lust has any say in things, a mild headache forming at the back of her head from the Siren's song and the creep of exhaustion that drags her limbs towards the ground. Ugh.)
She looks towards Akua, a woman whose elegant face she doesn't recognize from her time mingling around with the Zenith. Someone not yet affiliated with either side then, or one of them (the enemy, the Meridian). But right now they are partners-to-be out of necessity, Lust painfully aware that if she is to make it out of this room alive she must rely on the aid of someone outside her trusted circle. Better to live another day and owe a debt than to be stopped so far away from her goals, despite what her pride as a Homunculus might argue.
When the Siren takes a moment to breathe, she takes her own moment to speak. ]
We need to find a way to silence that thing.
[ Ideally by injuring it or killing it, though really any solution will suffice right about now. ]