@ask-the-time-assassin || continued.
Lir ignored the other woman’s tirade, though at least, it would seem the unexpected teleportation had done nothing to dull her wits- or her tongue. Most people would’ve been speechless and stunned with disorientation for at least a few minutes.
It was a bit of a mixed blessing that this one was nothing of the sort, really, the time agent thought smoothly as her companion pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes, no doubt trying to calm down.
“I blew up that building you were in a few minutes ago and got you out of it in one piece before doing that,” she shrugged, answering the question with laconic, practical ease.
“You. Did. What?” Aveline was this close to strangling the woman. On top of it all, the other’s nonchalance was just infuriating. “Why must you do that, you prick--” The girl had to stop herself there, before the words she said actually signaled a warning from the headquarter. “You time agents with your--oooh, ability to teleport.. oh, you all think you’re real clever, aren’t you? Strutting around, entitled to whatever you feel like doing.
“Well, guess what? We lowly trustees have jobs to do too. And if you don’t get me back there right now, three kids are going to become three orphans, and that’s on you.” She paused to shake her head, and take a better look around. “What is this place, anyway? Where is everyone else?”
