#howprettyareyou

  The witch gave a patient sigh, nose wrinkling to show her true feelings on the discussion. Not at Sera or her words...More at the reminder they provided her: her lack of vision held her back. Always made it more difficult. Her tongue drew across her lips, fingers scratching absentmindedly at her temples. " Sera, I can't shoot an arrow in someone's face. I don't know where their face is half the time. If you just get them to make enough noise, I can shock them -- LITERALLY. "

As the Inquisitor, he was technically supposed to tell her off and prevent her from fighting, but honestly, he kind of wanted to hear her side of things first.

Lips twitched, brows knitting together as the witch leaned ever forward. Their conversation meant precisely to between but their ears and no others. Yet Sera’s expressive response would elicit some attention, would it not? “ Most Red Jenny plans make little since yet they work marvelously in the end. Besides -- thought you’d find it entertaining. ” Saskia took her hands, motioning as if she were yanking someone’s pants up high in the air. “ Let a nobleman taste his undies in his throat, ya? ”

“The other one had three in his gut, the one before had three under his armor joint. Do you pick a place in advance or is it just where you aim once you’ve fired one?”

❝ A sword to the throat works just as well. Though, I do like to think about how to incapacitate them non-fatally. That often goes over better, and I do like a challenge. ❞      A hand toyed almost reflexively at the sword on his hip. He hadn’t needed it for quite a while -- Desk work replacing fights. ❝ Not that I’ve needed to use those skills for quite some time now. ❞

   Ahhh, thank you!! This is so sweet! I wondered   where you went & I’m glad to see you’re back.   Two nerds who love a nerd, what can go wrong?

“I’ve taken your clothing with me. But I left you one of my shirts. I’m in the baths if you want them back. hehe”