By the time that footsteps announce him, she's well clear of the door. Has in fact taken some small pains to ensure that the crates and barrels are too — best if no one cracks a skull tonight. She'd have to let him bleed out, or worse, talk to Anders.
Wren's already started in on a bottle when he arrives (cups are for chumps), uniform traded for a sweater that might be charitably described blind grandmother chic. It's clearly not her own: too short in the arms, stretched loose in the gut. She watches from her seat on the floor, calls out: ]
no subject
By the time that footsteps announce him, she's well clear of the door. Has in fact taken some small pains to ensure that the crates and barrels are too — best if no one cracks a skull tonight. She'd have to let him bleed out, or worse, talk to Anders.
Wren's already started in on a bottle when he arrives (cups are for chumps), uniform traded for a sweater that might be charitably described blind grandmother chic. It's clearly not her own: too short in the arms, stretched loose in the gut. She watches from her seat on the floor, calls out: ]
Four out of five.