i'm tired of the weight of mortality, i want to tear it from my veins
until i bleed silver and gold
The call is answered in the fraction of a heartbeat. As if she’s been waiting, lingering, hoping he might reach out. The shimmer is one that brings the Penumbra from Mort’s Realm in an almost perfect fashion. With Kiada’s distraction for her waiting fiancé down the aisle, she’s none the wiser as Rexanna appears, sinking easily into pews in a familiar but completely changed Temple from when she’d fallen.
She appears at Remi’s left, her sapphire gaze flitting to the Bastion with excitement, her nose wrinkling to him before she nudges him gently with her elbow. “Has she ever?” Rex whispers softly, leaning a touch to wave to Ronin before she settles in, offering another quiet whisper to Remi. "Thank you for this."
Now, the last thing she wants to do is steal the show – because it’s her daughters wedding. Something she never anticipated a chance at being able to witness – whether she were still alive or not, and her gratefulness is evidently written on her face as she takes in the scene, her gaze lingering on her daughter, drifting to Fox in intrigue, then to Deimos with a playful wink.
She appears at Remi’s left, her sapphire gaze flitting to the Bastion with excitement, her nose wrinkling to him before she nudges him gently with her elbow. “Has she ever?” Rex whispers softly, leaning a touch to wave to Ronin before she settles in, offering another quiet whisper to Remi. "Thank you for this."
Now, the last thing she wants to do is steal the show – because it’s her daughters wedding. Something she never anticipated a chance at being able to witness – whether she were still alive or not, and her gratefulness is evidently written on her face as she takes in the scene, her gaze lingering on her daughter, drifting to Fox in intrigue, then to Deimos with a playful wink.
maybe one day they'll chant our names
and name galaxies after us, and we too shall be eternal
REXANNA
