More and more show up, and Weaver supposes this is either a really popular place or the cry had been heard much farther than she’d have expected. Some of the faces are familiar, though most are not. It is Wessex who slides next to her, and Weaver nods to the woman with a smile. She is about to see if the demi-god knows what’s going on when a pulse of frustration hits her, and soon people are doing things. So many things. Someone suggests that it wants to fly and soon there’s magic flowing and people wading into the water and then Wessex just vanishes.
Well, okay then.
Weaver is not a strong swimmer (where would she learn to swim in Halo?), and so she doesn’t venture into the water with the thrashing creature. There are plenty of people in there already, and she isn’t sure any of their efforts are going to make anything better at all. Honestly, if she could talk to the creature she’d ask if it just wanted them all to go away and then try to kick people out. But she knows that’s no use.
Instead, Weaver tries to offer whatever calm she can to the L’ma, simply staying out of the way, sending good vibes (which actually turns out to be some minor healing that she hasn’t discovered yet, should it happen to have a few scratches from all that thrashing). Then Wessex, reappearing into existence with a large sled, catches her attention. Knowing there is nothing she can do to help with whatever is going on in the water, Weaver comes to joinWessex and the sled. ”Well, this is something,” she says quietly to the demi-god. She’d help with plan D, or whatever letter this plan would be, if she could.
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Weaver uses her minor healing magic on the L’ma in case that helps calm it at all, and then goes to stand with Wessex and her sled.
Well, okay then.
Weaver is not a strong swimmer (where would she learn to swim in Halo?), and so she doesn’t venture into the water with the thrashing creature. There are plenty of people in there already, and she isn’t sure any of their efforts are going to make anything better at all. Honestly, if she could talk to the creature she’d ask if it just wanted them all to go away and then try to kick people out. But she knows that’s no use.
Instead, Weaver tries to offer whatever calm she can to the L’ma, simply staying out of the way, sending good vibes (which actually turns out to be some minor healing that she hasn’t discovered yet, should it happen to have a few scratches from all that thrashing). Then Wessex, reappearing into existence with a large sled, catches her attention. Knowing there is nothing she can do to help with whatever is going on in the water, Weaver comes to join
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Weaver uses her minor healing magic on the L’ma in case that helps calm it at all, and then goes to stand with Wessex and her sled.
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
