you are like the golden hour. it all glows different
Between the two of them, Rexanna liked to believe she had a bit more of that adventurous gene. And with it, despite the fact Bastien may have thought it to be a nice thought, a joke of sorts, Rexanna had always dove a bit more into the fray when it came to it. It’s no surprise that she’d agree, haranguing occasionally on when they were to go, hopefully deciding that perhaps doing it before the world went to hell again was a better choice.
And besides, she has upgrades to test and an ocean to see!
Luckily, it’s early, and while Bastien came prepared the best he could, she’d come prepared as well. Armed to the teeth, magic at her disposal, ready and prepared to adventure. Though the idea of someone else joining them is likely a good idea, she can’t imagine whom would want to as she looks around the inside of the tunnels with vibrant emerald eyes. “Who else would we ask?” She asks him curiously, giving him a vibrant grin with an air of confidence.
She’d been impaled and survived, after all. This? She imagined this would be nothing.
And besides, she has upgrades to test and an ocean to see!
Luckily, it’s early, and while Bastien came prepared the best he could, she’d come prepared as well. Armed to the teeth, magic at her disposal, ready and prepared to adventure. Though the idea of someone else joining them is likely a good idea, she can’t imagine whom would want to as she looks around the inside of the tunnels with vibrant emerald eyes. “Who else would we ask?” She asks him curiously, giving him a vibrant grin with an air of confidence.
She’d been impaled and survived, after all. This? She imagined this would be nothing.
when you're here
REXANNA
