Go
deep throat
a cactus
Knows what, exactly?
Though Ronin might have kept his mouth shut, she could easily imagine who his Ascended confidant might be. Rex would have come to her, Lucas and Archebold likely wouldn’t say shit, Bastien was a wild card… but Sam? Sam was the weakest link.
And his presumption to call her to a meeting was irksome. She had half a mind not to go, but then there’s her roll as part-time, self-appointed leader of the Ascended and she knows she has to keep up with everything. So the Wraith arrives at the safehouse, lifts the cube to enter the trap door, and then places it on top again she she lowers it from below. The mural is still there, but other things have taken precedence over gathering onyx and lightning. Wessex can’t take on that task, she’s too busy running things right now.
As the Ascended descends, she hears the tapping of Sam’s shoe and turns around at the bottom to find the man sitting on one of the beds. Fixing him with a look that clearly says Well? she crosses her arms over her chest and walks closer. “What is it, Sam?”
She has a thousand things to look after. Taking care of him wasn’t supposed to be one of them.
Though Ronin might have kept his mouth shut, she could easily imagine who his Ascended confidant might be. Rex would have come to her, Lucas and Archebold likely wouldn’t say shit, Bastien was a wild card… but Sam? Sam was the weakest link.
And his presumption to call her to a meeting was irksome. She had half a mind not to go, but then there’s her roll as part-time, self-appointed leader of the Ascended and she knows she has to keep up with everything. So the Wraith arrives at the safehouse, lifts the cube to enter the trap door, and then places it on top again she she lowers it from below. The mural is still there, but other things have taken precedence over gathering onyx and lightning. Wessex can’t take on that task, she’s too busy running things right now.
As the Ascended descends, she hears the tapping of Sam’s shoe and turns around at the bottom to find the man sitting on one of the beds. Fixing him with a look that clearly says Well? she crosses her arms over her chest and walks closer. “What is it, Sam?”
She has a thousand things to look after. Taking care of him wasn’t supposed to be one of them.
