Horus glances up at Kirk from his spot on the ground like a small child being told to come to the dinner table in the middle of a game, making a creaky sound of protest before rolling awkwardly back up onto his feet without bothering to brush off the snow sticking to skin and hair. He huffs in annoyance but follows again all the same on light feet, making a concerted effort to keep up with the group.
"Building will still be there. Will be there after mortal has been weighed. Will always be there and never be there. They will always be waiting."
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6/12/13 21:33 (UTC)"Building will still be there. Will be there after mortal has been weighed. Will always be there and never be there. They will always be waiting."