(shit sorry, omg)
"Everything will be alright." The Voice says softly, answering neither of Wessex's questions. She watches with soft eyes as the normally strong and independent woman collapses in on herself, clutching at her dragonling like a stuffed toy.
"Not a drink, no.." The words are reluctantly said, but the Voice won't take the chance that she'll be similarly infected. That would spell doom for them all. Instead lightning flashes out from her, wreathing Wessex in blue. It won't satisfy the thirst that she feels, though it will strengthen and reinvigorate her the way drinking normally would.
"We will speak again soon...and if there is a way of retrieving the metal safely, then do so." In so saying the Voice's hologram disappears, leaving Wessex with likely more questions than when she began.
~FIN
"Everything will be alright." The Voice says softly, answering neither of Wessex's questions. She watches with soft eyes as the normally strong and independent woman collapses in on herself, clutching at her dragonling like a stuffed toy.
"Not a drink, no.." The words are reluctantly said, but the Voice won't take the chance that she'll be similarly infected. That would spell doom for them all. Instead lightning flashes out from her, wreathing Wessex in blue. It won't satisfy the thirst that she feels, though it will strengthen and reinvigorate her the way drinking normally would.
"We will speak again soon...and if there is a way of retrieving the metal safely, then do so." In so saying the Voice's hologram disappears, leaving Wessex with likely more questions than when she began.
~FIN
