No Fit State

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. Ray nods grimly. "More then I think you'd expect." She notes softly as she puts the rest of the supplies away. Even if her mom had tried to keep her away from it all, one didn't grow up under Felix Lunarium's tutelage without seeing things. She'd learned how to keep secrets from a young age, and as such when she took over the network she was fully exposed to just how dark the underside of Torchline was. How dark all of Caido could be. And with that she'd learned how to navigate it and survive it. She may have been knew to personally running an information network, but Ray was far from new to the underground. "I'll take a drink. Could certainly use one. I think I have some whiskey in the back. Does that work?" Ray agreed easily. Alcohol would settle both of their nerves. And hopefully make Declan more inclined to sleep. r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus