Bramblepoint The Last Adventure

It took a little while for the white woman to respond, but Malice didn't really care. Perhaps the other was shy, or just not fond of having conversations with strangers. What it was, didn't matter for now. The daughter of Lucifer was glad to detect no aggression, something she had come to expect of members of the Dark Brotherhood. Maybe it was wrong to stereotype them.

Sort of. She answered, not sure how to answer it. She wasn't really far from home, but to call it a jiffy away wasn't right. I'm from Phantom Hollow. She said, not sure if the pale woman knew where that was. Their homes were only separated by a lake, and yet not many from the Dark Brotherhood came to visit. It wasn't really a problem, nor was it very interesting. They were neighbors, why not act like it?

You're from Blackfeather Woods, right? She asked, following Sebastian's advice. He had said Burke wasn't overly fond of people calling it the Dark Brotherhood. Secretly, she actually knew a lot about the old, charming male. But he was pretty much the only one she knew pretty good from Blackfeather Woods. Sure, she knew Nemesis and Cicero, but to call them close friends... Not really. She knew Cicero a little better though, and he seemed pretty nice. Was he already fixed up? Would this female know?