W E S S E X
Neither confirming nor denying Ophelia’s assessment of potential actions available to them, Wessex continues her full press against her student, against the weapon, creating some kind of opposition for them to work against.
And then Phi is bouncing backwards, getting themselves out of the shitty situation in what is probably, again, the most unusual way. Is it the smartest? Who’s to say, but that wasn’t the question asked. Pulling up to keep herself from falling forward from the lack of something to press against, Wessex just shakes her head and chuckles. “Keep working on the whip. You’ve got a good baseline and your improvisational skills are great.” She won’t say it, but some of their siblings could learn a thing or two from their youngest…
“Let me know when you want to work again and we can switch, yeah?” And with that, Wessex goes to replace the scythe with the other weapons, but not quite ready to say goodbye to Phi. Perhaps they can spend some more time together.
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And then Phi is bouncing backwards, getting themselves out of the shitty situation in what is probably, again, the most unusual way. Is it the smartest? Who’s to say, but that wasn’t the question asked. Pulling up to keep herself from falling forward from the lack of something to press against, Wessex just shakes her head and chuckles. “Keep working on the whip. You’ve got a good baseline and your improvisational skills are great.” She won’t say it, but some of their siblings could learn a thing or two from their youngest…
“Let me know when you want to work again and we can switch, yeah?” And with that, Wessex goes to replace the scythe with the other weapons, but not quite ready to say goodbye to Phi. Perhaps they can spend some more time together.
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The Wraith
