rogueinladysclothing: (Uncertain)
Amelia Royer (Ronsam) ([personal profile] rogueinladysclothing) wrote 2022-06-05 12:44 am (UTC)

[If she closed her eyes, Amelia could believe for a moment that they hadn't been transported to some fucked up, sex-crazed shithole of a city. To better keep her focus on the reality of the situation, though, she keeps her eyes wide open, focusing on nothing in particular as she looks out her bedroom window.]

I've heard a few things of them. If you have more information, bring it home to me. [Dreams, this isn't home, but if Aloïs is here, she can pretend it is.] We can go over all of it alongside pins I have on a map of the Down. [Anything to keep them both as safe and informed as possible.

Ahh, the Arena. This is one thing she can speak of easily.]
I've been. Its fighters are very skilled, and it's worth both of us taking time there when we can't spar with each other any longer. Be warned - some of them have magic, and they'll use it while sparring if they get a chance. [Kainé hadn't used it at her during their match, but there's no telling if the other fighters won't. Amelia can't speak to them or their methods.

Exhaling a short sigh, the rogue takes a minute to think before continuing.]
You don't trust him. [Best to lay that on the table.] But he didn't threaten you, and I assume he didn't turn his weapon on you while the two of you were fighting off the Rubies. Aside from the strangeness of his face and his magic, I don't see him as a direct threat right now.

[Still, something's not adding up here. Her lips press into a thin line and she tilts her head slightly.] What haven't you told me about him?

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