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

REXANNA there's a rotten flower in her mouth, and a bullet hole in yours. Rexanna had been anticipating a solemn gathering, quiet speech between person to person about the events going on. A place for them to get along, Natural and Outlander, but that wasn’t the case. It had been fine until Rory approached, whom she had first officially met in a way that he likely didn’t remember. How she had forgone all warnings the Naturals had left them. ’Whatever you do, do not open that door.’ And what had she done? Opened the door. To find a burnt and bleeding Rory and a harried Jigano at the doorstep. It had been something she thought about often, and she wanted to smile to Rory and tell him that she was glad he had healed. But it died in her mind the minute he began to stare at her, like his iceberg gaze alone could freeze her in place and his words, dark and angry (seemingly aimed at her despite the others that stood around). And she found her own sapphire gaze staring back at him – her mouth forming a frown as the anger burned within her. She had done nothing but save his life with Jigano’s that Longnight. And he had the gall to say they didn’t care about the Natural’s one bit. She didn’t even hear as the others chimed in, and a bickering match started – all she could do was keep her eyes on Rory and formulate her words – praying to Frey that ’thank god I can talk correctly now’ and ’he deserves to get his words thrown back at him’. The woman inhaled sharply, arms crossing over her chest as the others continued to bicker, but she only had eyes for Rory in that moment. “Say what you will, but we didn’t choose to come here. It’s not like we stood around waiting for the portal to open and pray it came here to ruin your lives..” She began, her voice a sharp edged blade that it had never been in her entire time in Caido. Anyone that knew her would likely have never heard that type of voice come out of her. It sounded almost royal. Almost. As if she dug into that past part of her that wore masks and fake smiles, who could bring someone down with a few simple nonchalant words. It wasn’t her intention to try any of that with Rory, it was just a familiar face to wear in the middle of all the fireworks surrounding them. But she did hear Maea, a woman whom she hadn’t met yet defend her in the face of Rory. But the anger was still bristling on her, and she chewed on her cheek for a moment while she regarded what was before her. “It’s not our intention to come here and destroy everything. We’re trying to better it. We know the situation of the farmlands, and the strange things that continue to happen. We know that the increase of population won’t be sustainable in this bubble. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with an outside opinion.” She huffed, her gaze narrowing on Rory. “Sometimes we don’t listen, but sometimes it works out too.” She snapped. “Like when all of you Naturals embedded into our minds to not open the doors on Longnight, and yet I was there to open it for you. So forgive me when I say that I don’t give a fuck about what your opinions on us are now. We're here for a common goal.” It was then when things calmed down, and she listened as Rory seemed to explain himself. A shake of her head sent her dark hair rippling along her neck, but she – like Rory – was done standing beside the Naturals whom she thought she had befriended, and instead turned to stand beside Deimos, arms still folded and a sigh escaping her lips as she looked back to the group attacking the spire. She didn’t agree with the small amount of people they had brought, but there was nothing to do now. It was wasting precious breaths to argue over it now. {Rex yells at Rory and then goes and stands by Deimos bc he\'s her best friend} beauty has always been deadlier, than the battlefield you call home.