Children of the Revolution

“When you say ‘ourselves’ do you mean respectively, or us as a team?” Wessex halts and turns to face the blonde man, crossing her arms and fixing Lucas with a look of mild skepticism, a look that he could easily see in the dark. Wessex trusts very few people, and even if they are going to take that intimate step towards ‘teammates,’ she still isn’t sure she’d trust him with her second life. She knows nothing about his past. And the guy’s too attractive and smooth for his own good. In her experience, those kind of people are rarely to be trusted. They’ve developed the charisma for a reason. “‘Cause I can get behind ‘Team Ascended’ if it involves furthering Her cause, but I also think you would stab me in the back if it benefitted you.” She shrugs a little. “Hell, I’d probably do the same to you, depending on the reward.” WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm