And hung from the rafters
The stratagem swings
Hotaru seemed like she was almost expecting the visit, which was odd, though Morgan suspected nothing of her. With a short-lived smile she stepped into the spa and went to sit, folding her hands neatly in her lap as she lowered herself down into the chair. "...Neither, really. A matter I need to speak to you about." She certainly wasn't here for a massage, but discussing matters of sudden acts of arson was hardly business.
Diving right into it, not one to beat around the bush, Morgan swallowed and began where she thought was best: "A couple of days ago, Deimos came to see me. He told me he'd set fire to a building in Torchline." A pause then, to see if this was a surprise - if Hotaru was as baffled as she had been. She supposed it wasn't impossible that the masseuse knew already; news travelled quickly.
"He told me that his main motivation for this was to make Sunjata pay for what he had done 'to you'." She further explained, gesturing with a turn of her hand towards Hotaru. "I don't want to pry. But this is now a matter of international importance and I need to know all the facts before I address Torchline. Could you tell me what it is Sunjata has done to you?"
Diving right into it, not one to beat around the bush, Morgan swallowed and began where she thought was best: "A couple of days ago, Deimos came to see me. He told me he'd set fire to a building in Torchline." A pause then, to see if this was a surprise - if Hotaru was as baffled as she had been. She supposed it wasn't impossible that the masseuse knew already; news travelled quickly.
"He told me that his main motivation for this was to make Sunjata pay for what he had done 'to you'." She further explained, gesturing with a turn of her hand towards Hotaru. "I don't want to pry. But this is now a matter of international importance and I need to know all the facts before I address Torchline. Could you tell me what it is Sunjata has done to you?"
Born from the ashes
Of counterfeit kings
MORGAN
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