Pestering the pest
@influxxfmana
The young Lancer had nothing to do the whole day, and was way too annoyed to even think of going into the training rooms to get some exercise.Ā Thus, he started wondering around the halls of Chaldea, without a true ending of his small journey. Untill he stumbled onto something. He smelled something bad, in the air. Something he could had recognize from miles.
That was Caponeās cigars, and that was her room, it seemed.Ā A smirk painted the young irish man lips, as he opened the door, entering there, finding it filled with smoke, at the point of making him cough a bit, trying to gaze her in the smoke. Once his red eyes met hers, he leaned forward, smirking even more.
āSo, what are your plans for tonight?ā
He asked, gazing into her eyes to see what she would answer him after such a blunt question.









