Medrau's smile was cold, and her eyes empty. Messy dark hair framed her face like a hood... there was something familiar there. But she was nothing like the cheerful, slightly mad girl who had plowed ahead to unravel the mystery of the temple.
"Fun, mostly... I wish I had more time to chat, really I do, but I don't actually want you to die just yet... Mistress might not like it, but I did warn her I was bad with secrets. Ah well..."
Swiftly she stepped past the fallen Refugee, turning in the doorway to face her.
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Date: 2011-05-07 09:44 pm (UTC)But she was nothing like the cheerful, slightly mad girl who had plowed ahead to unravel the mystery of the temple.
"Fun, mostly... I wish I had more time to chat, really I do, but I don't actually want you to die just yet... Mistress might not like it, but I did warn her I was bad with secrets. Ah well..."
Swiftly she stepped past the fallen Refugee, turning in the doorway to face her.
Then she changed.