dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
“Good,” she responds with a slightly more genuine smile. “And don’t worry, this type of thing doesn’t require a big favor.” She’s just taking a card out of Torchline’s book, since the girl isn’t a friend - or even a friend of a friend. They might have gotten something for free, but alas. A woman’s gotta make a living somehow.
“Well let’s start with something easy, just to see how you move.” And she already has an idea in mind. Stealing over to a large, decorative vase with lots of greenery spilling out of it, Wessex helps herself to two palm fronds after testing that neither of them have any pre-existing damage. The kind she selects are the elongated, more spiky kind, entirely unconducive to moving air and keeping someone cool. She hands one to Arialla, safe in the knowledge that she likely couldn’t do any damage to her pupil, or her to anything in the area.
“Okay. Your move.” Stepping back, Wessex settles into a kind of en garde stance, ready to try and either dodge or block whatever’s coming.
“Well let’s start with something easy, just to see how you move.” And she already has an idea in mind. Stealing over to a large, decorative vase with lots of greenery spilling out of it, Wessex helps herself to two palm fronds after testing that neither of them have any pre-existing damage. The kind she selects are the elongated, more spiky kind, entirely unconducive to moving air and keeping someone cool. She hands one to Arialla, safe in the knowledge that she likely couldn’t do any damage to her pupil, or her to anything in the area.
“Okay. Your move.” Stepping back, Wessex settles into a kind of en garde stance, ready to try and either dodge or block whatever’s coming.
