Closed || Midnight Snack
â He let out a rushed sigh. âItâs easier to explain a broken lock than harpies!â He trew his hands up in the air trying to sound as convincing as he could. â We could say we did it because we wanted to replace a broken weapon with a new one without anyone to notice, or that we wanted extra training, and we had some sort of secret meetup. Or that we forgot to take back something to the armory. Literally anything⊠and Iâm talking to much and not actioning. Why am I not actioning. âCause Iâm waiting for your answer. Yes or no, Lydia!?â He huffed. And shot her an apologetic look. âIâm sorry , Lydia⊠I shouldnât have yelled. But weâre running out of time.â
She let out a sigh, putting a hand up "Fine. But only because I know if I said no, you would try to do it on your own and would probably get killed AND you had better come up with a damned good excuse when we're done, alright?" She said sharply, turning and heading towards the armory, feeling short without her heels. As she walked, she planned "So what are we going to attack them with? It will be a little hard to hit them if they keep flying away, so maybe we should find some way to keep them still." She mused, keeping her voice low and walking at a brisk pace.










