( placing not a gap but a strange coin on the bar. someone, probably kim, has crudely carved what appears to be an attempt at her likeness into the coin. )
Why dont you throw her out and claim the free drink for yourself?
Why dont you throw her out and claim the free drink for yourself?
Why dont you throw her out and claim the free drink for yourself?
No bloodshed in the inn, please.
No bloodshed in the inn, please.
No bloodshed in the inn, please.
I need to fix that now.
I need to fix that now.
I need to fix that now.
She raises a brow at that news, a smile once again tugging at the corners in her lips. A second passes, and she shrugs, still with that smug half-smile.
"I don't even need to say anything to that. I love karma."
This is said quietly, while attentions of the patrons are on the kitten. Let Kyra do with it as she will - and Sage is rather interested to see just what that is.
She raises a brow at that news, a smile once again tugging at the corners in her lips. A second passes, and she shrugs, still with that smug half-smile.
"I don't even need to say anything to that. I love karma."
She's a little hesitant, even with so few people at the bar, but she opens her hands enough for others to see it better.
"I still have supplies - and if my cat comes back, he'll be a good older brother. But for now I just..."
She tries to mask a sniffle.
She disguises a laugh with a cough, and takes a second to regain her composure.
"Looks like you found something."
She disguises a laugh with a cough, and takes a second to regain her composure.
"Looks like you found something."
This woman has the wettest eyes in the wasteland. The most wobbly lip known to man. The kitten is [so tiny.]
The barest hint of a smile, even as Sage was in near shambles over the bundle of fur in her hands.
She disguises a laugh with a cough, and takes a second to regain her composure.
"Looks like you found something."
The barest hint of a smile, even as Sage was in near shambles over the bundle of fur in her hands.
🥺
The barest hint of a smile, even as Sage was in near shambles over the bundle of fur in her hands.
make sure it doesn't end up harassing Boc.
make sure it doesn't end up harassing Boc.
Watch your back, lady. Don’t want anything bad to happen to you.
You know how many motherfuckers have tried to kill me? I should be dead six-times over, but I ain’t.
I’m a goddamn Phoenix, baby. I’m fucking unkillable.
I've been on the Omerta's shitlist before. You think you're tougher?
Please, whenever you need something mended, I will be ready, no matter the hour.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Boc. Feel free to get settled in. If you don't mind, I can bring by a few blankets that I've needed mended in a bit?