flora
"I do." She purrs proudly. No need to mention that she'd only taken it over the day before; that seemed tacky and entirely irrelevant to the conversation at hand. Better to let the thief think that he'd missed a trick than to admit that actually this had only just happened.
Indeed the Doubletake continues on at George's side, more than content to stroll through the streets with a handsome man on her arm. "Well...There's still a few things left to do...I'm not one to rush." This is said with her chin turned up toward him that he might see the feline smirk on her lips.
"The back room needs a bit of work, yet..." It's innocuously said. To any other ear it would merely sound like Flora was just...listing a task that needed to be completed. To a thief's ear however, it might sound a bit like Flora was in the process of breathing new life into the criminal underbelly that had once been Torchline's bread and butter. Every criminal worth their salt knew that the back room of the Hanged Man was where business went down.
Was George such a one?
Indeed the Doubletake continues on at George's side, more than content to stroll through the streets with a handsome man on her arm. "Well...There's still a few things left to do...I'm not one to rush." This is said with her chin turned up toward him that he might see the feline smirk on her lips.
"The back room needs a bit of work, yet..." It's innocuously said. To any other ear it would merely sound like Flora was just...listing a task that needed to be completed. To a thief's ear however, it might sound a bit like Flora was in the process of breathing new life into the criminal underbelly that had once been Torchline's bread and butter. Every criminal worth their salt knew that the back room of the Hanged Man was where business went down.
Was George such a one?
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
