Grim Curiosity [Open]

Oh for fuck’s sake. He’s making this waaaaay too easy for her. She’s almost mad at the way he gives her fuel for the fire, fodder to light the spark of inspiration for his torture. If only there were some remorse in her, something left to say ‘hey, Wessex, maybe you shouldn’t bully a fellow Ascended.’ Magrethe would have said that. But Magrethe had always been too good for this world, and in the end it killed her, didn’t it? The only way is to be tough, to be has hard as the metal imbedded in her forearms. The weak don’t deserve Caido. She laughs at Samuel, a sort of menacing chuckle in the back of her throat, nearly swallowed by langor and the slow build of amusement. “Oh? What are you looking for?” And why give it up so quickly? Wessex moves to intercept his path, hoping to stop the redhead in his tracks. He’s not getting away that easily. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm