04-04-2019, 11:09 AM
NPC: Amaya
The act came together as the afternoon progressed. Amaya enjoyed seeing something grow from seed.
When a natural break formed she sank grateful into one of the front row chairs. She laughed. “Not really. A microwave maybe?” Raffe had to have been subsisting on something after all, but it wasn’t like the club had ever been set up for long term lodgers. Given Nox’s arrival, maybe that would have to change -- but it was Carmen’s concern, not hers. If their manager had seen fit to offer Kallisti out as a more permanent refuge, it was probably something she was already on top of arranging.
“I can run and get us something,” she offered, retrieving her phone from the side of the stage. “What does everyone want?”
The act came together as the afternoon progressed. Amaya enjoyed seeing something grow from seed.
When a natural break formed she sank grateful into one of the front row chairs. She laughed. “Not really. A microwave maybe?” Raffe had to have been subsisting on something after all, but it wasn’t like the club had ever been set up for long term lodgers. Given Nox’s arrival, maybe that would have to change -- but it was Carmen’s concern, not hers. If their manager had seen fit to offer Kallisti out as a more permanent refuge, it was probably something she was already on top of arranging.
“I can run and get us something,” she offered, retrieving her phone from the side of the stage. “What does everyone want?”