[Mini Event] just the way of things

edy stage direction: insert some heavily audio-engineered pop beat heard at least 3 drinks in Edy had hobbled her ass in and slumped in the back. She was still recovering (a slow and fucking painful process), but perhaps not as painful as hearing Wessex's name. Wessex. That was the hot bitch's name. It stung like the monster's claws in her side to hear it, and something in the way the woman at the front so venomously responded to the claim made Edy wince and recoil. Edy was there when Wessex died, and here were these two sad-eyed idiots (Rory and Amalia) who actually knew her. It felt as though their memories discredited her pain and longing . As if whatever she felt for the woman and the brief moment of sheer fuckery and then horror didn't matter. But it did. It fucking did. "We gonna kill it or what, cap?" Edy barked from the back, arms wrapped around her healing body defensively. "Cause that fucker seemed not to like fire, and I got lots more with its name on it."