REXANNA
the penumbra
The venom in Wessex’s voice is nothing short of what Rexanna also feels for the place. She nods in understanding with the truth that lingers on her Queen’s face, a soft nod of acknowledgement sent her way before a red haired stranger appears, chipper and bright, and Rexanna offers her a fanged grin in welcoming, stepping to make room for the other woman. She lets them talk, accepting the offer of the extra set of hands and she finds herself following after Wessex to the doors of the building.
Her eyes light up as she looks at the architecture of the inside, drawn to the stairs. And when Wessex gives her instructions, she gives a playful look to the women before sprinting toward the stairs. “I call upstairs!” She chimes with a cross between both a smirk and a grin as she turns back and examines the stairs, stepping up along the squeaking boards until she reaches a piece of debris that she moves to the side, wondering if there’s a broom of sorts upstairs. She does this a few more times with the large pieces in her way before she reaches the top and begins to search for anything to help clean.
Rex takes the upstairs and begins to move aside the things blocking the stairs!
Her eyes light up as she looks at the architecture of the inside, drawn to the stairs. And when Wessex gives her instructions, she gives a playful look to the women before sprinting toward the stairs. “I call upstairs!” She chimes with a cross between both a smirk and a grin as she turns back and examines the stairs, stepping up along the squeaking boards until she reaches a piece of debris that she moves to the side, wondering if there’s a broom of sorts upstairs. She does this a few more times with the large pieces in her way before she reaches the top and begins to search for anything to help clean.
Rex takes the upstairs and begins to move aside the things blocking the stairs!
because you, like rome
were built on ashes
and you, like a phoenix, know how to
rise and resurrect
