WESSEX
the wraith
“First you call us a cult, then you say that we’re a threat - or a potential threat, which was some nice backpedaling once you couldn’t articulate any specifics. Everything you offer is hearsay and accusations requiring defense, rather than asking for an explanation. But my answers - or any Ascended’s were never going to convince you anyway, were they?” She chuckles dryly, because it had been more than a little obvious that Morgan had already made up her mind. She tilts her head with a sad sort of smile. It was a pity the conversation had gone this way - almost. “On the contrary. I learned a lot, Captain. See you in Whitebrim.” And with a little finger wave to the other woman, Wessex disappears.
{Fin}
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
