WESSEX
the wraith
Listening to Darkeye’s reasoning makes her want to laugh and scream in turn, but with neither option truly an option at the moment while on this merry-go-round, she settles for leaning against the doorframe and crossing her arms across her chest. “I’m tackling one problem at a time. Neron first, Stormbreak next.” Wessex is quite deliberate in that way, and wants there to be no mistaking anything or talking in circles. “You know the exact day and hour Morgan was killed? Perhaps you did it. It was my understanding that she was found savaged and frozen in Whitebrim. Are you also an expert on dead, frozen bodies?” She knows that Outlanders come in all shapes and sizes, with all types of previous experiences, but it didn’t seem like Darkeye had the kind of medical knowledge that, say, Nate or Isla did.
“And I happen to know that Remi is quite capable of being in two places at once.” The details and distance are a bit much to calculate, but it isn’t a lie. He can use Ronin's abilities, she's seen it.
She sighs and shakes her head. “And what you’ve failed to take into consideration is that Neron and Morgan loved each other and Morgan was an important ally. She kept Halo neutral, which benefited us far more than any fumbling attempt at starting a war between Halo and the Greatwood. Morgan’s death was a great loss for the Ascended, and Neron, though he might be a selfish prick every now and then, is a team player.” Frowning, the General pauses before adding a final something to consider. “From what I saw of Neron’s healing injuries, he was also badly hurt. If it really wasn’t Remi, then perhaps Neron hit his head and was mistaken about some other Halovian creature. Or a vengeful spirit. Abandoned aren’t exactly well liked by the Gods.”
Now she finally allows herself to chuckle. "But to say that he's deliberately lying to incite a war is a malicious assumption. Not very neutral of you, Darkeye."
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
