Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
Bundled up against the cold in layer upon layer of silk, velvet, wool and fur, and with little will o wisps of fire bobbing around her, Maea looked far from ready to chase down anything. She greeted Noah with a smile however, quick and fleeting over the edge of the scarf.
"I'm happy to help however I can," she replied, with a light shrug. "Besides, getting rid of more Void fuckery is good for us too. There aren't any in the Inner Quarter anymore, but the Brambles run purple enough these days."
She would happily show him where to go; whether by foot or cart or some other mean, she was ready to get started.
"I'm happy to help however I can," she replied, with a light shrug. "Besides, getting rid of more Void fuckery is good for us too. There aren't any in the Inner Quarter anymore, but the Brambles run purple enough these days."
She would happily show him where to go; whether by foot or cart or some other mean, she was ready to get started.
Maea
