REXANNA
they say the loveliest angels
make the cruelest demons
She finishes the design, the sharp edged squares and clawed handle for the black orb she’s created, and she looks back toward Sam when he speaks – not missing the slightly open mouth as she winks to him with a small smirk before turning back to Sam. “You’re welcome!” She says gently, a bit chipper despite everything going on in regards to the Ascended. But she doesn’t miss Wessex’s suggestion, and she finds herself thinking about it further as the contemplation sits.
Bastien speaks of Onyx, and she moves to stand beside him, arms crossed over her chest with her head tilted as she stares at the shrine she had helped put together. “I know where it is. I found Lucas there, I think he was searching for those stones.” Her brows furrow with the memory, having forgotten that part for the most part when the rest of everything happened – when the Voice had used the man like a puppet to prevent them from being thrown in the dungeons with Bastien at the time.
She didn’t think Lucas would’ve let them take him.
Nevertheless, she tilts her head to the other side as she thinks about it. “As for lightning… I am unsure how to go about getting it somehow… Unless maybe we had something we could collect natural lightning and be able to harness it and hold onto it until we came back here.” She frowns with the thought, unsure how that would even work. Perhaps Remi had an idea that might help?
But would he be willing to help with it at all if they had been the cause of the blight? Her frown deepens momentarily before she puffs a sigh out and looks to Wessex for any ideas.
Bastien speaks of Onyx, and she moves to stand beside him, arms crossed over her chest with her head tilted as she stares at the shrine she had helped put together. “I know where it is. I found Lucas there, I think he was searching for those stones.” Her brows furrow with the memory, having forgotten that part for the most part when the rest of everything happened – when the Voice had used the man like a puppet to prevent them from being thrown in the dungeons with Bastien at the time.
She didn’t think Lucas would’ve let them take him.
Nevertheless, she tilts her head to the other side as she thinks about it. “As for lightning… I am unsure how to go about getting it somehow… Unless maybe we had something we could collect natural lightning and be able to harness it and hold onto it until we came back here.” She frowns with the thought, unsure how that would even work. Perhaps Remi had an idea that might help?
But would he be willing to help with it at all if they had been the cause of the blight? Her frown deepens momentarily before she puffs a sigh out and looks to Wessex for any ideas.
your fall was not
an accident
you were chosen
for the damned
