am i running through that mind of yours at all?
i have big ideas for you and me
Honestly, if it weren’t for Deimos being so willing to help, Rexanna isn’t sure that things would go as smoothly as they have. At least her hands and arms work, her ribs are fixed, as is her nose, and she has managed to make it to Deimos’ door to invite him out to help her get new eyes. And of course an escort around the mud and what not that encompass the world around them now.
It’s dusk out, the sun hidden beyond the horizon but still light enough out to see quite clearly should Deimos need to. And he’s kind enough to bring her toward the Oasis as the moon begins its own illumination. “She said she needed a Magma Vermis. Alive, if I could manage it.” She snorts, nose wrinkling up as she ties her hair back.
“Do you think a net would suffice?” She’s not sure, but it seems as good a guess as any.
It’s dusk out, the sun hidden beyond the horizon but still light enough out to see quite clearly should Deimos need to. And he’s kind enough to bring her toward the Oasis as the moon begins its own illumination. “She said she needed a Magma Vermis. Alive, if I could manage it.” She snorts, nose wrinkling up as she ties her hair back.
“Do you think a net would suffice?” She’s not sure, but it seems as good a guess as any.
i feel lucky, with the worst luck
that i met you when I felt messed up
REXANNA
