It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
Turning a mildly surprised face towards Neron, she sighs in commiseration. “You’re not missing anything.” That is to say, it’s not great. But she takes another swallow anyway, to at least look the part of casually drinking friends.
Anyway, right to it as Kiada brings up the topic at hand. Running her teeth over her bottom lip, Wessex lowers her voice. “Morgan refused any obvious help, naturally, but I’m afraid her honor will get the best of her again" And Wessex is not above playing the game a little less than honorably. "So what can we do? Can any of our siblings who could be convinced to live here? Something to more easily communicate between Halo and the Grounds?” Looking between the Hailstorm and Kiada, Wessex sets down her tumbler and opens her hands to the two of them. “What would make you feel more secure?”
Anyway, right to it as Kiada brings up the topic at hand. Running her teeth over her bottom lip, Wessex lowers her voice. “Morgan refused any obvious help, naturally, but I’m afraid her honor will get the best of her again" And Wessex is not above playing the game a little less than honorably. "So what can we do? Can any of our siblings who could be convinced to live here? Something to more easily communicate between Halo and the Grounds?” Looking between the Hailstorm and Kiada, Wessex sets down her tumbler and opens her hands to the two of them. “What would make you feel more secure?”
