#balalaq-sei

[fatebroke]

@balalaq-sei — Continued.

It was kinda rude that they left him here all alone . . Well, not entirely. She was here after all. Not that she could do much in the way of paperwork, but at least he wasn’t completely alone here. Watching the vizier pace back and forth before plopping all his documents onto the desk beside her. Staring at the papers curiously, the fanalis reaches out and grabs one for closer inspection.

staring at it silence for a solid ten seconds, she lowers the paper with a grin, “Sorry, but I’ve got no idea what any’a this stuff means!” At least she was honest about it?

“If it’s somethin’ simple like . . Just fillin’ in the same thing over and over again, I can probably help with that! But any’a this fancy purple prosey stuffs gonna fly right over my head!”

[fatebroke]

@balalaq-sei — Continued.

Well now, he seemed rather confident, didn’t he? Not that she knew who she was dealing with, but if he had the gall to say something like that and stand his ground then . . He was likely someone who knew these streets personally. Oh well, whether he knew them or not, they’d become a lot more treacherous for the night since this was where she was choosing to skulk about for the time being.

She didn’t have any intention of hurting the guy . . Yet, anyways; She needed to locate her target first and foremost before considering having fun on her own. After all, she might end up having to stay in this place for quite a while depending on how easy this particular target was to pinpoint . . She’d rather not have everyone on edge and looking for suspicious activity just because she couldn’t control her trigger finger.

Shrugging, the girl makes no move to remove herself from her current seat upon a discarded barrel, “If you say so, pal.” A pause before her head cants to one side questioningly, “So what are you doing out so late?”