“Mmm. All nice colors.”
Bat had excellent hearing. Like a bat.
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Bat nodded and clutched the gun, backing away.
Gosh, his hands were shaking suddenly. Stop, he told them, but they wouldn’t.
She laughed and followed him. She wore a simple black dress with deep blue accents, slick boots, and a billowing cloak. Her long black hair fell into natural ringlets, which were, at the moment, rather frizzy.
Bat almost yelled that that wasn’t true, but this probably wasn’t the time.
What would keep Love from just killing Cricket anyway? Wasn’t that his job?
“Wait just a minute,” Bat hissed to Tam @Through The Living Glass. “He’s supposed to kill Cricket AND you. But he won’t kill Cricket yet. He needs the leverage against you. We have at least a couple seconds to… to figure something out.”
“Look up?” He asked the letters, then did so.
“Rax, rax, rax,” Bat swore. “Give me a gun or something,” he whispered. “Something powerful, maybe enchanted so it won’t miss Love or something.”
Mmm I like that Magic system.
I think I like them being from the same nation, but he betrayed his homeland and has been in contact with the enemies for a while now— couple months to a year— and they faked a kidnapping so he could work with them more closely. If they had a loose relationship— just like a professional knowledge of each other, cuz hes the tactician and she’s the assassin so they cross paths now and then— that would make for more interesting dynamics. And then they could have a conversation about ideals.