Phoenix Maplewood so come sit down, will you talk with me now

while reek seemed amused by his cynicism, caiaphas drew nothing but disdain from it. the falcon yellow of her gaze lost its bemusement -- her patience strained to thin drops. the umbrage she bore from his heavy handed remarks caused her to seethe darkly, and a new emotion stained her blackened muzzle.

"tired of projecting your personal shortcomings on a visitor?" her riposte came in hot, her tongue sharp. those who lived by the sword often died upon it -- should reek continue to dredge up the ghosts she had committed into darkness he would shortly find himself a new supplicant among them. by teeth or tongue she would silence any that dared bring mention of the past she had carefully placed behind her.