naughty or nice

“Hardly,” she says with a snort. “Part of why they’re all afraid of us. Too independent. Ambitious. Strong.” They fear what they do not know, the alien and the anti-family group. She shrugs. They meander along. Considering they don’t really have fallen angels in Caido, Wessex can only give him a curious look when he delivers the phrase as if she should know what it means, though her brow noticeably rises when he mentions that being an Ascendant is a step down. “A step down? You must have enjoyed a lot of power,” she muses, not sure whether to believe him or not. It doesn’t really matter whether she does or doesn’t, only that they can work together and deliver when the time comes. As long as he’s more useful than Sam, she’s fine with him. As for rewards... “Born and raised here. Died at the Spire. Resurrected. Now I have nothing left to lose.” Not really. Unless you count… no, no. She’s not going there. Wessex has nothing left to lose, “And I want to get out of this goddamn cage.” If only she knew the irony of a resurrected woman walking beside the ‘actual fucking devil.’ WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm