[PQ] better safe than sorry

WESSEX out of the night that covers me To be honest, she’s never been so articulate about how wood floors look in her thirty-nine years of existence, but there’s a first time for everything, right? And in the end, only knowing where to look, where the entrance should be gives a hint as to where to lift the door from its settled place. She thought briefly about a lock, but then too many other scenarios came to mind, and the Ascended woman figured that if someone makes it this far and figures out where the door is, then fuck, they can probably break through the wood anyway, right? So what’s the point of a lock? “Thank you, Remi.” she says from the other side of the small room, still holding up the net. With a nod to Deimos, she gently removes her hands and watches the wire strain for a moment, but ultimately hold its makeshift alarm up. It’s precarious. An animal could come by and trip it, but that’s the risk she’ll have to take, won’t she? “Looks like that’s it,” Wessex comments with a final look around the room. “I’ll lead you back to the edge of the Woods, so you can know the way. In case - if anyone else gets on Zariah’s bad side and needs to disappear.” She shrugs, not being privy to plans. “As a last resort kind of thing.” ---------------------- And that's a wrap! Thanks for the quick one, guys. Deimos, feel free to know where it is if needed. black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul