WESSEX
the wraith
There's far too many people around the alchemist now, people who all pile their magic into the man without checking to see if it's what he needs. But what does Wessex know, other than the fact that there are others who still need help and there are plenty of hands here to do what she's been doing - but only so many who can hear like she does, can work like she can right now.All she needs is a finger to bring the person out from under the mud.
To any of the people around Remi, Wessex says, "I'm going to start searching for people. If the magic doesn't work, keep doing this." Standing up from the body, the Wraith steps away, scanning for any signs of familiar people. After a moment. Her eyes stop on Melita and her prone, crawling form. They widen (cause fucking hell, that ain't good either) and she raises her hand, calling out "
To hold her, if the girl will let her.
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
