[DROP] Maybe I will change

Wessex raises a hand to Rance to acknowledge that she’s heard his observation. There had been a knot of people all around and she honestly hadn’t been able to tell what was going on, other than the bird suddenly lowering from its lifted position. “They get themselves beat up in shitty situations all the time. Punching won’t do any good.” The Wraith replies with an amused look to Weaver. She should really include herself in that statement, because yeah, she’s been in more than a few instances where she hasn’t been an effective, or even willing communicator. “But I’d love to see that fight,” she continues, nodding to the small group around her and picking up the sled to move to the edge of the pool. Following the Torcher lady’s request, Wessex says to everyone, “If you can get the L’Ma up here, we’ll steady it on the sled and get those wings secure. But if something seems to go wrong and we can push the sled down to you and try to move it from there.” She’s hesitant to bring the sled into the pool, even with the ramp that the earth magic users have made, and the pushing/floating that is going on. The non-magic users and Ascended can be phase two, if it’s required. ---------------------- Wessex brings the sled to the rim of the pool and waits to see what will happen with the magic, ready to either steady the L’Ma should it arrive safely at the edge, or bring the sled down into the pool. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm