@gaelxdevries location: bourbon and smoke
"I hope this is good news," muttered in a sharp, quiet manner as she took up the barstool beside Gael. Jack was a lot of things, but patient certainly had never been one of them. Ironic, for a woman that preferred to toy with her food before pulling the trigger. Dark and twisted, she'd decided there and then that the city was too quiet - that being on the tail end of a maniac didn't suit her and she and the people she knew, were much better at such a game. "I'm tired of sitting on our fucking hands, Gael." it wasn't so much a complaint as it was a ironclad statement. She'd long since found a place among the Nightshade, and though she'd certainly proven time and time again that they wouldn't agree on everything - there were a few things he could always count on her to do. Chaos, for certain. "Tell me this isn't the plan for much longer, I almost considered slicing my own finger off yesterday, just for the excitement."
