#ratlyons

@professorofcrimeratigan

There was something that Zira needed.

There was always something Zira needed. Anyone who knew her, knew this. She had spent so much of her life waiting for the next thing that she needed. Looking towards the next thing she needed. It almost felt impossible, at this point, to look past all of this to the point where she would have completed her mission. How would she spend her time once Swynlake was plunged into chaos? That was a question to be answered another day.

Today, Zira needed something.

Only one person in her acquaintance could help her achieve it. Her children, while capable, she did not want to put in harm’s way. 

Instead, she went directly to the source.

Going through the history department, she had emailed Ratigan and set up a meeting. There had been almost radio silence since their first encounter, but Zira trusted that he was smart enough to accept.

And so he did.

Zira made her way into PrideU’s building, know the hallways better than most. Once, she had haunted them as a human. Once, she had haunted them as a mother and a wife. 

The clack of her high heels echoed along the stone corridor as she approached Professor Ratigan’s office. She knocked on the door, which was hanging ajar, and then stepped in, closing the door behind her. 

“Mr. Ratigan, it is a pleasure to see you,” she said with a polite smile. She held out a plant towards him. “I thought it may brighten up your office.”