by Me?Sarcastic? » Wed Jan 06, 2016 2:16 pm
When the man backed up slightly, Talitha's hand shot to her back whee she kept her staff in a sheath. Although he didn't seem like a threat, she couldn't be sure. She began walking towards him, trying to get a better look and figure out if she should kill him or not.
William sat quietly inside a coffee shop, sipping at a frappe. He was supposed to met another "agent" today but, as usual, this "agent" didn't show. This had happened three times in the last month and William was beginning to become suspicious. Every time the guy had the alaby of"being sick" but after serving as long as William had, he wasn't fooled that easily. Finally, he decided to leave so he payed the bill, left a tip and walked out, still finishing off his drink.