Go
deep throat
a cactus
Down more folks go and Wessex pauses to watch them fall into - well, the nothingness of the dream. She turns from them with a shrug and looks back up to the top of the tree, the light nearer and brighter than before. Who’s left? No one she particularly cares about and more importantly, no one who knows the peculiar effects of her bio-pulse. So the Wraith begins to climb again, casually placing hand over hand until she can potentially place one or two people at the edge of her radius (wouldn’t want them to be too ill, now would she?) and lets a biopulse loose, hoping to send them falling out of the tree as well.
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Wessex climbs and tries to hit the others with a biopulse.
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Wessex climbs and tries to hit the others with a biopulse.
