WESSEX
the wraith
Wessex nods, understanding what she means. “Mastered Fire magic can do that,” she offers as an explanation. “It can start fire and I started a fire inside the tiger.” Brutal as the action - and result - is, the demigod can’t help but grin a little. “It’s the first time I’ve done something like that, so -” They’re in similar boats. Careful to omit the how of it, Wessex is happy to follow Aurelia’s conversational lead and as she declares that she’s fine, and they can head back to Torchline, there is agreement. “Sure.” She can play escort. No problem. The Wraith even continues to smile and nods gregariously.
Until something feels off and she finds that her body is picked up by a similar-but-not-quite feeling and the world goes dark - then -
They arrive somewhere else entirely. Blinking, Wessex finds she knows this place. But how did they get here? She didn’t - did Aurelia? Casting a confused glance towards the Torcher, she half-demands, “Did you do this? There’s no way I could - I can’t - Torchline, maybe, but not here.”
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
