dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
“Well aren’t you just all over the place,” the Wraith calls out in greeting as she politely brings her bow down. It hangs easily from her hand as she gestures with the other to the open area, inviting him in. “Pick your poison.” An easy agreement to his company.
He might notice that while there are weapons and arrows out, there aren’t any targets. It’s purely because she’s feeling a bit lazy and, well, anything can be a target if you want it to be. Making sure to keep herself pointed away from the Flood, Wessex reaches over to grab another arrow and makes some small talk (with just the teeniest side eye).
“So. Anything to add to the LongNight strategy?”
He might notice that while there are weapons and arrows out, there aren’t any targets. It’s purely because she’s feeling a bit lazy and, well, anything can be a target if you want it to be. Making sure to keep herself pointed away from the Flood, Wessex reaches over to grab another arrow and makes some small talk (with just the teeniest side eye).
“So. Anything to add to the LongNight strategy?”
