Hotaru
She's the kinda girl that you can never please
Put them on the desk? Ru looks up from her stout, Komodo form at the towering desk overhead and considers simply not. They've been retrieved and are visible in the open, and she doesn't exactly want to shift back and forth and back and forth. Withholding both a groan and any sentiment he might feel from her side of the bond, Hotaru does it anyway, shrinking back to her Komodo form when the papers are neatly stacked on the desk. Only to whirl her head in Deimos' vague direction below. They took it that far? What the hell? Glancing around the room, she decides not to join him in favor of hunting around in the Guild hall a bit longer. It's a good thing she does, because as she slithers down the stairs she finds yet another crumpled ball in the trash. Must not have been the information they wanted? I found more in the trash. I believe that's all that remains in the hall. Do you want me to join you or wait here? How many more pages could have possibly been ripped out? And why?
