When The FOX Preaches,

                 When the FOX preaches,

                                                take care of your GEESE.  

shepherdiing:

❛ There, look, that cloud looks just like a pork bun! ❜

[Takes calming breaths like Lailah taught him to]

“...Huh. So it does.”

He really is an innocent kid - carefree as those damn clouds.

Lunarre lifts his eyes to the sky, using a hand to shield them from the sun’s glare. He never had time for such happy-go-lucky activities, so it takes a few minutes for his imagination to kick in. He points at a misshapen cloud.

“Hey - that one looks like a sweetfish. A damn fat one.”

thetraitordemon:

He actually felt a mix between feeling like things were tearing apart as well as an almost….wild adrenaline rush. No…something was definitely not right. There was a bloodlust in him. Something he shouldn’t ever feel but, it felt oh so familiar at the same time. An old corruption starting to burn further and further.

But a concerned voice did catch the his ears. A smile forming on his face.

“No...I’m not there yet, don’t worry about it,” he added, trying to add innocence into his lying tone.

Lunarre knew a liar when he saw one. There was a serpent under the rose, and he was baring his fangs. Malevolence was thick in the air, and Lunarre knew it was only a matter of time until...

Lunarre knew he could leave the seraph behind, let the darkness consume him. At one time that would have been a spectacle he would have been happily privy to, but not now. The hellion clenched his fists.

“Shit.”

With Kimuri like this it was unlikely he would let himself be led anywhere.

“Sorry, Gramps. Wherever ‘there’ is, I’m not lettin’ you go!”

Before Kimuri could answer, Lunarre delivered a swift uppercut to the seraph’s jaw. The seraph was out before he even hit the ground.

Gazing down at Kimuri’s unconscious body, Lunarre sighed before picking the seraph up and slinging him over his shoulder. Without further delay, Lunarre raced into the woods. 

He wouldn’t stop until the air had cleared of malevolence.

This scene bothers me for a number of reasons, but this line really clinches it. 

Rose loves to go on about how much research she does on the people she’s contracted to take out. By that we can presume she did her homework on Alisha and her skill as a fighter. Rose knew she would have guards, so she brought more guild members to tackle them while others take on Alisha. All fine so far, but then...

Why the hell did she have Lunarre take on Alisha (alone) instead of herself, like she does later, knowing he is no match for her? She would surely have known in advance that Lunarre’s skills were not up to scratch like hers in order to fight the princess and beat her? Unless Lunarre threw himself in there against her orders - though there’s no evidence to suggest this happened - what was he doing?

He was clearly having trouble even when the fight starts, which goes to show he was not the man for the job. No, Rose doesn’t exactly finish it later, but she at least is in control and doesn’t get beat down like Lunarre does here. She is much more of a threat than Lunarre is, that’s for sure. Yet for reasons I can either put down to DUH PLOT or Rose’s fuck up, Lunarre is thrown into the front lines and given a job he’s not ready for.

While we’re on the subject, why did she not back him up - why didn’t the others back him up? They all leave him completely alone at Alisha’s mercy. Rose even asks why she didn’t kill Lunarre when she had the chance. UM? 

Oh, and telling him he’s no match just adds insult to injury, doesn’t it? We can only assume this isn’t the first time Rose has said something along these lines to him, otherwise him turning into a hellion just because of one comment would just reek of pettiness, not to mention stupidity.

It would seem that Rose’s capacity for tactlessness caused one of her own comrades to become a hellion. (Again). Hooray!

The kicker? She never mentions him again. She never mentions him, never goes looking for him, doesn’t seem to give a shit that one of her own turned into a hellion before her eyes (she noticed!). 

So much for ‘family’!

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