The Citadel seems much quieter now - and whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing, the General doesn’t know. And she doesn’t know if what they did was an overall good idea or not. Strategically, yes, she’s sure they couldn’t lose Halo. Not with Mageglass there, and Gods know what else.
But what is a leader without people?
Anyway, it’s not really her problem anymore, she’s just a tool and weapon and happy to put her skills to use. Silent on the carpet leading to the office, she nevertheless clocks the furtive looks from the guards. Friend? Foe? Hard to tell these days, isn’t it? Rapping sharply on the frame of the Warden’s office door, Wessex pauses for a moment before coming in. “Morgan?” she calls. “It’s Wessex.”
The General thinks they’re a little beyond titles and such now, though she’d always show the Glacier respect in front of her people.
But what is a leader without people?
Anyway, it’s not really her problem anymore, she’s just a tool and weapon and happy to put her skills to use. Silent on the carpet leading to the office, she nevertheless clocks the furtive looks from the guards. Friend? Foe? Hard to tell these days, isn’t it? Rapping sharply on the frame of the Warden’s office door, Wessex pauses for a moment before coming in. “Morgan?” she calls. “It’s Wessex.”
The General thinks they’re a little beyond titles and such now, though she’d always show the Glacier respect in front of her people.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
