[ belial just breathes out a laugh, eyes glinting with dark amusement as sandalphon pulls him deeper into the ship, towards places that probably haven't been touched since the astral war. sandalphon says he wants to talk, but belial doesn't believe it for one second—he knows the supreme primarch well enough that he wouldn't come to him for just a simple talk.
sandalphon is lucky that belial hasn't found out; he'd teased the singularity endlessly for keeping a crystallized portion of his power around, asking if she had missed him while he was trapped in the interdimensional rift, to which she had scoffed. the summon stone was useful, nothing more, though belial couldn't help but notice the flicker of something akin to guilt behind those brown eyes of hers. like something was weighing her conscience down, but clearly not enough to make her smash the stone and grind it into quartz.
guess she hasn't lost her taste for power after that incident with the six primarch weapons. he'd decided not to press her further about it, though. gotta be nice and respectful to his captain and all that stuff. ]
Go on. [ he practically purrs in a silky-smooth voice, taking a step closer, one hand coming up to grasp sandalphon's chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting his chin gently so he has to look him in the eye. ] What can I do for you, oh radiant Supreme Primarch?
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sandalphon is lucky that belial hasn't found out; he'd teased the singularity endlessly for keeping a crystallized portion of his power around, asking if she had missed him while he was trapped in the interdimensional rift, to which she had scoffed. the summon stone was useful, nothing more, though belial couldn't help but notice the flicker of something akin to guilt behind those brown eyes of hers. like something was weighing her conscience down, but clearly not enough to make her smash the stone and grind it into quartz.
guess she hasn't lost her taste for power after that incident with the six primarch weapons. he'd decided not to press her further about it, though. gotta be nice and respectful to his captain and all that stuff. ]
Go on. [ he practically purrs in a silky-smooth voice, taking a step closer, one hand coming up to grasp sandalphon's chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting his chin gently so he has to look him in the eye. ] What can I do for you, oh radiant Supreme Primarch?