flora
"That," Gazing up at him, Flora pokes a finger against the thief's sternum to emphasize her point. "-is exactly what I wanted to hear." Half closing one in a coquettish almost wink, the Doubletake turns and pushes the door all the way open.
The once grand Back Room of the Hanged Man was free of nearly everything that had once made it useful. The various exits had been caved in, all books and valuables were gone, and everything left was coated with a layer of what was probably equal parts dust and blood. With a bit of a sigh, Flora steps aside to make room for George as she folds her arms across her chest.
"I'm going to bring it back." She says in a low voice, with all the solemnity of a vow. "I know the right people, and I know what Torchline wants." Glancing up, her aqua gaze suddenly free of flirtation in lieu of honesty. "You in?"
The once grand Back Room of the Hanged Man was free of nearly everything that had once made it useful. The various exits had been caved in, all books and valuables were gone, and everything left was coated with a layer of what was probably equal parts dust and blood. With a bit of a sigh, Flora steps aside to make room for George as she folds her arms across her chest.
"I'm going to bring it back." She says in a low voice, with all the solemnity of a vow. "I know the right people, and I know what Torchline wants." Glancing up, her aqua gaze suddenly free of flirtation in lieu of honesty. "You in?"
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
