dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Oops. Well, look, the Wraith can only be so considerate before she loses her street cred, and that was all used up when she brought Sunjata the extra furs. So. He’ll have to suck up his trauma and deal with it like the rest of them do (or don’t, but the former is highly preferable to the latter given where they are and how dangerous the Tundra can be). Wessex carries a bow and a quiver as well as her usual weapons, tucked into various hideaways. Truth be told, she doesn’t pack as much heat as she used to, having come to hypocritically rely on her upgrades more than good ‘ol fashioned weapons.
She cracks a tiny smile at his preference, having none either way, and nods. Duly noted. She’ll see what she can do. Taking a moment to scan the white and blue expanse, she notes a hill and a small copse of trees a ways away. A luxere-friendly place, if there ever was one, and while an Ursur might be fun to tackle, she’d very much like to keep this low-stakes if at all possible. Get in. Get out.
“Lets head that way,” she indicates casually, one ear on potential conversation whilst the other ear and eyes are on the lookout for signs of animals or death.
She cracks a tiny smile at his preference, having none either way, and nods. Duly noted. She’ll see what she can do. Taking a moment to scan the white and blue expanse, she notes a hill and a small copse of trees a ways away. A luxere-friendly place, if there ever was one, and while an Ursur might be fun to tackle, she’d very much like to keep this low-stakes if at all possible. Get in. Get out.
“Lets head that way,” she indicates casually, one ear on potential conversation whilst the other ear and eyes are on the lookout for signs of animals or death.
