dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Listening to Jigano, Wessex’s fingers fiddle with the cross-band of her quiver, knowing that the man may have the most knowledge about the Spire’s basement, but doesn’t understand his glance when he talks about a serpent. Ok, so there was a giant snake. What does that have to do with her other than not want to let her kind pass. That snake and the rest of the fucking world had something in common, and she would deal with it as things come up.
And as usual, Loren tries to take charge, even though he isn’t in charge. Wessex organized the thing. It has a direct outcome on whether she may or may not remain Queen. And if push comes to shove, she’ll do what she does best: piss Loren off by making orders in a tone he doesn’t like for reasons he can’t understand, in an effort to save his ungrateful ass. Until then, she’ll roll her eyes and keep her mouth shut and take the lead down the stairs.
At least he can’t burn stone, she thinks, as her hands run against the leaning walls. If only she had Remi’s magic in her right now.
Unable to do anything to stabilize the walls right now, Wessex looks at the rubble pile and the bear and begins to move some of the top pieces, climbing up if necessary, and taking it slow; she looks at the pieces around her targets and tries to pick the ones that will cause the least amount of disturbance, tossing them down so the bear can move them out of the way. At least Adam is staying out of the way.
“Adam, can you and your dragon keep an eye on the walls for us?” Her request has nothing to do with not trusting Loren’s work and everything to do with letting the three of them focus on their tasks. A lookout is needed, especially when it involves heavy shit falling on their heads.
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Wessex slowly starts to move the top pieces of the rubble pile and toss them down to the bear. Asks Adam to be a lookout in case the walls begin to shift.
And as usual, Loren tries to take charge, even though he isn’t in charge. Wessex organized the thing. It has a direct outcome on whether she may or may not remain Queen. And if push comes to shove, she’ll do what she does best: piss Loren off by making orders in a tone he doesn’t like for reasons he can’t understand, in an effort to save his ungrateful ass. Until then, she’ll roll her eyes and keep her mouth shut and take the lead down the stairs.
At least he can’t burn stone, she thinks, as her hands run against the leaning walls. If only she had Remi’s magic in her right now.
Unable to do anything to stabilize the walls right now, Wessex looks at the rubble pile and the bear and begins to move some of the top pieces, climbing up if necessary, and taking it slow; she looks at the pieces around her targets and tries to pick the ones that will cause the least amount of disturbance, tossing them down so the bear can move them out of the way. At least Adam is staying out of the way.
“Adam, can you and your dragon keep an eye on the walls for us?” Her request has nothing to do with not trusting Loren’s work and everything to do with letting the three of them focus on their tasks. A lookout is needed, especially when it involves heavy shit falling on their heads.
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Wessex slowly starts to move the top pieces of the rubble pile and toss them down to the bear. Asks Adam to be a lookout in case the walls begin to shift.
