11-01-2018, 01:25 AM
“[color=#cd7f32]Figures.” Radeken wanted to lean in when more important shit was mentioned, press for answers because the way it was said had her thinking that it probably wasn’t wedding planning and birthday bashes that had them all so occupied and that was fascinating to her. She held off though, twitching an ear over the news of Bast leaving. What did that little shit think he was doing? Who was she going to pump full of risky concoctions now? Radeken sniffed and said nothing. It was fine. She’d get what she wanted from somebody else. Radeken always got what she wanted. “[color=#cd7f32]That’s unfortunate.”
Radeken took her trinket back, masking the twinge of disgust she felt at having something of hers touched by somebody else. She got it around her neck again quickly. Since they hadn’t been doing it lately, that made hers extra special and oh so cool. The vanity oozing off of her was nigh palpable.
“[color=#cd7f32]Quarantine?” The tone she used was very ‘I’d like to see you fucking try’ but that particular part remained unsaid. “[color=#cd7f32]Yikes. Knew it’d come in handy again.” Radeken went on to try and joke despite knowing damn well that she hadn’t considered the things usefulness when weighing the pros and cons of keeping it. Just that it was cool and looked good on her. She strutted forward a few paces, ‘passing’ the vague scent boundary of the border and wondering if it was too much to hope for that her room hadn’t been touched. “[color=#cd7f32]If there’s nothing else I should know, I can take things from here.”
Radeken took her trinket back, masking the twinge of disgust she felt at having something of hers touched by somebody else. She got it around her neck again quickly. Since they hadn’t been doing it lately, that made hers extra special and oh so cool. The vanity oozing off of her was nigh palpable.
“[color=#cd7f32]Quarantine?” The tone she used was very ‘I’d like to see you fucking try’ but that particular part remained unsaid. “[color=#cd7f32]Yikes. Knew it’d come in handy again.” Radeken went on to try and joke despite knowing damn well that she hadn’t considered the things usefulness when weighing the pros and cons of keeping it. Just that it was cool and looked good on her. She strutted forward a few paces, ‘passing’ the vague scent boundary of the border and wondering if it was too much to hope for that her room hadn’t been touched. “[color=#cd7f32]If there’s nothing else I should know, I can take things from here.”