REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
The fiery redhead, Lily, was someone that over time had considered to be a friend of hers. No longer acquaintances but someone Rexanna could go and speak to for anything; likewise she hoped that Lily felt the same. They had quite a fun time making the banners for Fiat Lux, and she remembered as she skipped along the stone streets toward the old Church of Safrin, the way Lily’s voice had soothed the bees and kept them calm enough to not attack. In fact, she thought Lily might have hypnotized then somehow — gods knew Rexanna had been captivated in her own right by her friends voice. So when she heard that Lily needed some help, she made a point to attend.What she hadn’t expected, was Bastien to be outside the door willing and ready to help Lily as well. Sneaking up behind him the best she could, Rexanna grinned before leaning forward toward him. “Hello there handsome!” She chimed near his shoulder, mostly because she was too short to reach his ear. With her grin, she moved to stand beside Bastien and also offer a lighter knock on the door. “I'm here to help too!” She called to those beyond the door, waiting to see a bright fiery woman with a voice of saints.
