semi-plotted starter for @xflashbastardx
Fell fumbled his smoke trick. Again. He crinkled his nose in disgust at himself, but just brushed off his suit and stood back up straight with an added flourish, as if everything had gone perfectly. Really, he'd meant to come through the door that way--it lowered people's suspicions. As soon as he caught sight of his co-conspirator, his face lit up with a very pleased sort of smile, and he wound his way across the room. "Hello, Kabaiel." He said it with all the warmth he'd saved up from the last time they'd seen one another, his whole body aching to draw closer to his angel, though he did manage to keep a respectable amount of distance. "I got some fairly interesting orders from downstairs this morning. Something about a plague? I don't suppose your people would be in on that as well?"
