[Mini Event] To See and Pray [OPEN TO ALL]

REXANNA there's a rotten flower in her mouth, and a bullet hole in yours. She had come to watch, to watch and see what would happen. Though deep down, the woman was terrified for her friends and those that had already suffered immense loss (she was looking at Ronin, wondering who was caring for his daughter and what would happen to her if things went bad). Sighing quietly, she approached and stood beside Amalia, glancing to the others – Kalt whom she hadn’t seen in eons, and Edy, and Evie (a woman she hadn’t quite met just yet). But Amalia had been friendly, and kind toward her. And so she drifted toward the woman with a dip of her head. As Amalia began asking an almost rhetorical question, Rexanna chewed on her lip slightly. “The chance to say they tried? Tried to make it better for everyone within the bubble?” She pondered thoughtfully, and had Amalia been listening she might have noticed that the woman didn’t carry that flirtatious tone to her words any longer. Instead, sorrow and anxiety swelled within her stomach. “I suppose you never know unless you try.” She added, perhaps a bit quicker. Deciding that the Loreseekers would probably write about it if it went south – if killing the monster didn’t do anything. At least then they’d know. But she hoped so deeply for the health of their friends and the luck they’d need. Her hand balled into a fist, and she pushed it to her side as she watched on. beauty has always been deadlier, than the battlefield you call home.