Rance turned his head a bit, just enough to give her a side-eye and an arched eyebrow. [say]"Fuckin' nosy, aren't you?"[/say] He turned back to the house, looking in one of the cracked and dusty ground floor windows. [say]"Not that it's any of your fuckin' business, but I'm looking for a way in. One that won't get me mobbed by fuckin' bats."[/say]
Really, twilight was not the ideal time to be entering a dilapidated house, but he wasn't ready to give up. The window turned out to be a bit too dusty, the outside light too dim, so he clicked his tongue and turned to walk around the house.
Really, twilight was not the ideal time to be entering a dilapidated house, but he wasn't ready to give up. The window turned out to be a bit too dusty, the outside light too dim, so he clicked his tongue and turned to walk around the house.
