WESSEX
”They’re not coming.” Wessex snaps to Phoebe, right as the claws the Ascended have extended meet the stomach of this strange creature. She doesn’t know what she expects, but a little bit more flair for the action is definitely one of them, that doesn’t actually occur. Still, as the sparks fly from Pim, the queen steps back, watching as the sparks fly and fire begins.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. She thought being trapped in the prison with Phoebe and a rather ugly monster were one of the least things she wanted to do, but add a fire to it? And yeah, no. Definitely not. She turns from the monster as it slinks back around the corner, snarling something low as she moves into the cell she had been trying to get the midwife to go into, putting her claws back as she swipes with a pale hand through the ash to find the sparkling item.
And what do you know? It looks like a key.
”Get to the door.” She instructs, making her way toward it, feeling for that bio pulse within her in case the monster takes another attempt to stop them. She has really nothing against the fire, other than her quick thinking and simply not wanting to die a second fucking time.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. She thought being trapped in the prison with Phoebe and a rather ugly monster were one of the least things she wanted to do, but add a fire to it? And yeah, no. Definitely not. She turns from the monster as it slinks back around the corner, snarling something low as she moves into the cell she had been trying to get the midwife to go into, putting her claws back as she swipes with a pale hand through the ash to find the sparkling item.
And what do you know? It looks like a key.
”Get to the door.” She instructs, making her way toward it, feeling for that bio pulse within her in case the monster takes another attempt to stop them. She has really nothing against the fire, other than her quick thinking and simply not wanting to die a second fucking time.
