Meeting || hiddenamongsmoke | whitxfeather
♔ | The woman took another sip of her whiskey, murmuring to herself about the idiocy about all the people around. How dare would a simple carrier make fun of her? All she wanted to do was to travel for business. This was it. Next time, she would be more patient and wait for her own car to arrive before going to anywhere. Humans were too dumb for her to deal with.
While gazing around the inn she was at, a somehow familiar thing caught her eye. When she took a second glance, she saw the black-and-white uniform that she in fact saw many times before in the settlements of the Black Order. Finally, she thought, this could take her where she needs to be. She checked her watch - yes, she could still be there in time if this man proved useful; not that it was important for her to be punctual. She had given enough money, schedules could be rearranged.
