Maca looked around, patrolling the area and taking in the buildings around her. She smiled, taking in a deep breath through her nose and exhaling through her mouth. One quick glance behind her revealed nothing in her vision, so she hopped down from the building she was perched on, "Nothing too bad, but not eerily perfect," Macareux smiled, "What a weirdly nice day so far..." (ask-miraculous-nyoiceland)
“I’ve had an eye on the Puffin for a while now. But I have more important things to worry about right now... You wanted Field, so see if you can investigate for me.”
“Your whole act makes people unsettled. Their goal is to get away as soon as possible. Frighten her a bit, provoke her maybe, engage in a fight... See what she’s made of.”
“See what she’s made of?”
See what she’s made of...
Fer-de-Lance walked from behind the pillar. He leaned onto it and crossed his arms as he flashed a smile at the hero.
“Macareux, is it?” he greeted, “A pretty little bird, aren’t ya?”
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