WESSEX
Of course Phoebe doesn’t fucking go for the thing hidden in the pile of ash. Does she need to do everything here? Were the Outlanders so helpless to need to be coddled for the strange things that happened in Caido? So here they are, Phoebe quietly calling out for Frey of all things, rather than doing what she said. The dragon didn’t help matters either, charging head first into the creature with the strange shadow illuminated on the wall.
That’s fine and all, if the dragon wants to be eaten, Wessex doesn’t care that much. But things don’t go that way, because of course they don’t, and she releases the claws hidden in her hands. Pim attracts the beast and Wessex spends a moment to roll her eyes at the pink dragon before the queen focuses on the creature as it lurches around the corner. It almost looks like a flower, a deadly flower with gangly arms and a strange sort of… Slickness to its skin. Grimacing lightly while the creature lunges toward her, Wessex slashes out with two swipes of her claws, hoping that she can gut it… If it even has guts, before jumping back from it and readying her bio pulse on the off chance she needs it.
In the same breath (ha!) she calls toward Phoebe, because what’s the point of remaining quiet now when they’re directly in sight? “Can you do something?” Teeth bared against the Demogorgon, she hopes Phoebe does something while she focuses on the creature that’s leaped onto her. Teamwork makes the dream work, right?
That’s fine and all, if the dragon wants to be eaten, Wessex doesn’t care that much. But things don’t go that way, because of course they don’t, and she releases the claws hidden in her hands. Pim attracts the beast and Wessex spends a moment to roll her eyes at the pink dragon before the queen focuses on the creature as it lurches around the corner. It almost looks like a flower, a deadly flower with gangly arms and a strange sort of… Slickness to its skin. Grimacing lightly while the creature lunges toward her, Wessex slashes out with two swipes of her claws, hoping that she can gut it… If it even has guts, before jumping back from it and readying her bio pulse on the off chance she needs it.
In the same breath (ha!) she calls toward Phoebe, because what’s the point of remaining quiet now when they’re directly in sight? “Can you do something?” Teeth bared against the Demogorgon, she hopes Phoebe does something while she focuses on the creature that’s leaped onto her. Teamwork makes the dream work, right?
