they say that war is hell, but,
true hell begins when the battle ends
and you're the only one whose
hands still drip red
“I’m glad I’m looking at you too.” She says with a light chime of laughter, allowing him the time to study her emerald eyes, the slight shift in hue from what they had once been. But Rexanna doesn’t mind, in fact she enjoys the change. A fresh beginning, as it were. The smile remains as Jigano shakes his head at her thank you, snorting to his comment. “I’ve heard that a time or two.” She jests with a wink.
But the conversation shifts toward eyesight and councils, and she nods in agreement, leaning back against the rock and tucking a leg up underneath her as she turns to regard Jigano a bit more front forward. “I plan on voting in a council, but I’ve split it up into categories. And I think one for the Loreseekers would be important, a way to keep and get information. It’ll be voted on of course, but I thought you might like to know ahead of time.” A small offering, despite their rocky relationship. “It’s all voluntary, but you have to come to the meeting and mention you want it once I list out all the other details.”
But the conversation shifts toward eyesight and councils, and she nods in agreement, leaning back against the rock and tucking a leg up underneath her as she turns to regard Jigano a bit more front forward. “I plan on voting in a council, but I’ve split it up into categories. And I think one for the Loreseekers would be important, a way to keep and get information. It’ll be voted on of course, but I thought you might like to know ahead of time.” A small offering, despite their rocky relationship. “It’s all voluntary, but you have to come to the meeting and mention you want it once I list out all the other details.”
REXANNA
