When: April 13th, 1am. Where: The Laundromat Who: @viesanders
Gaze lifting to him as James led him into the space in the basement, from which the furniture had long since been removed for Ember's little project, leaving the click of the lock turning over from outside to echo off the walls, Sada was silent. Like the rest of the building that slept above their heads.
Dressed rather casually, for her, a simple black t-shirt and a pair of slacks, though she hadn't neglected her signature stiletto heels. This pair black with a golden metal heel that ended in a tip almost ice pick sharp. Hair pinned up and out of her face, make up as pristine as ever, it was the distinct lack of jewelry that was the most unusual part of her look. None, but the diamond encrusted brass knuckles that sat nestled in one fist.
"You've been a bad boy, Eric."