- jeremiah mercer || 22/27 || GTFO time
Algie had been tugged from the Silver Hall not too long after it became clear that it was, for all intents and purposes, no longer a place they should be. Those that called the place home were truly out for the blood of those that were considered guests.
They had rounded a corner, Jeremiah holding tight to Algie's hand, as they had ducked past what looked like a rather large group of fashionably dressed trolls. "Where the bloody hell were they keeping those?" ... and thank ******** they had not been part of the party proper.
He paused a moment before he realized that he saw a familiar pair down the empty hallway.
"Eve! Leila!" Not Townhome, not at the moment. There was no business here, no need for work familiarity.
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chiparium
rolled a one, the coast is clear but we're not out yet.