Chiara moseyed her way over to the meeting spot, generally taking her time. She liked making Zariah wait, if she wasn't impatient for information she would have hid in the bushes and watched him, seeing how long he would wait then "arriving" at the last minute. The blueblood wasn't ashamed to play tricks like these or hide in bushes, that's what being blue was all about. High enough to get away with crap, low enough that actual highbloods didn't give a muscle-beast excrement. Chiara grinned as she saw the orangeblood waiting for her.
"Hey Zariah." Chiara said, refusing to use his silly rebel name.
"Were you waiting here for little ol me?" The blueblood teased.
"Well i got you a treat." Chiara pulled out the bag of tea brewing supplies. There were several pots of loose-leaf tea, a few overly embellished mugs, and a brewing pot to boot.
"Must be tough living without all the fine things in life. Tho really this stuff is meh compared to that mixture you made a few sweeps ago."LordPocky
I know this is uber late. BUT IM ON A POSTING ROLLLLL
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