WESSEX
the wraith
Well then, peace and civility for now according to Loren’s greeting and acceptance, which Wessex can definitely work with given the task at hand. It probably doesn’t require much talking, which would be a small blessing. Letting Oliver and Delphia pick their tasks first, Wessex casts a glance towards the building. “I’d take the outside, but…” with a jerk of her chin towards the sky and the inevitable sun, she indicates that it’s probably best if she, too, works inside. “Any idea where you want the office?” A room he already found suitable, or a wall he wanted torn down, or…? She’s got half of the demolition tools she needs in her arms and knuckles already, just needs some direction. Wouldn’t want to mess up his plans for the place.
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
