@southernfires gets a starter.
❛ You've been busy. ❜ A smirk tugs at Alexi's features as he holds the bulletin between calloused digits. He gives it a wave in the air as Sage approaches. The two had worked out a productive system: she writes the stories, hands them off to one of many in his network – and he has them anonymously published and distributed. The stories pass through many hands, and it isn't always a guarantee Alexi will see Sage before the final product is sent out. This is one of those times. In fact, it feels like ages since they'd last seen each other; so as soon as Alexi had gotten wind that Sage was back in the Underground, he dropped everything to be the first to greet her. He watches as she bounds towards him, yet gold-flecked hues quickly flit towards the paper in his hand. ❛ Unrest within Wall Sina, huh? If only we knew who was stirring the pot. ❜ His smirk grows wider. Another job well done, it seems.















