REXANNA
Rome wasn't built in a day.
She grew stronger and stronger every day, until eventually she felt as though she could face anything again. And while she had attempted to make better decisions, she was still perhaps a bit behind it all when she decided to venture out at night to get an idea of what the temperatures were like now, for when Bastien and her went on their adventure together. She knew he wouldn’t be able to tell, but seeing as she had some time to figure out what kind of weather to expect, she could adequately prepare for her own wellbeing out beyond the barrier.Rexanna had been successful once before in the Ruin’s, finding bits and pieces here and there of leftover fabric hidden in boxes beneath some of the rubble that were in relatively good condition – and last time she was ever completely immersed here, she had been with Jigano and Bastien in the search of whatever it was Safrin wanted Bastien to retrieve. And gods that felt like years ago, now. Yet here she was, at the Ruins, diving a bit deeper within to the underground to try and find anything else she could.
She was bundled up, but her hair was pulled back in a braid, and her jacket had a half collar that revealed most of her neck – now only partially bruised but still terrible looking in the night when the shadows made it appear darker than they were in the light. But she grew close to the darkness within the underground, spotting a few boxes hidden away and approaching as she started a small sparkler firework in her hand to grant her light as she looked for the opening to the box.
But it burned in one.
