Isha wrote:
Isha took the spray-can off of her belt and fumbled it for a moment, and handed it out to Drael.
She still watched him like a hawk.
She still watched him like a hawk.
"Why did you spray paint my bar?"
namari would silently enter the bar, sticking to the far side of it, to avoid any attention being drawn to her. she would brush some of her tangerine-toned hair, which seemed to be more auburn in the candlelight, to the side as she did so
He spoke into the newcomers mind using his clairvoyance "Welcome to Trixie's. I'm in the kitchen."
namari would glance towards mathius, beaming "there's a kitchen?" she asked in an excited manner
"Yes. We serve food here" He spoke into her mind
she would approach the location of the kitchen, pulling out the apron she keeps on-hand just in case of a circumstance like this one
Is still inside from being carried in, but is very visibly still sore about it
Drael Chæzkath wrote:
"Why did you spray paint my bar?"
Isha made some hand motions, it didn't seem to be ASL, it was just her moving her hands.
Then she motioned a finger gun, and smiled, a gap in her teeth.
Maybe she was talking about someone?
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