Romanoff@Of_NoClan·29 May@AbbysmalMom < only Abigail Griffin. (Was she not supposed to be resting?)Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·29 May@AbbysmalMom < nodded. She'd speak to the woman later. Then just as Niehaus was walking away, the assassin looked up to see the one and >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·29 May@AbbysmalMom < table with a glass in hand, the new glass was set down but not without earning a knowing look for the bartender. Romanoff >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·29 May@AbbysmalMom < glanced up to see the bartender looking at her. As if she knew whom the woman truly was. She watched the woman walk toward>Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·29 May@AbbysmalMom Romanoff was there. She sat at a table not too far from the bar and had a clear view of the entrance. Every so often she >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·28 May@AbbysmalMom < out to scout the camp, should things ever go weary. "Rest well, Abigail Griffin."Çevir English3010
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·28 May@AbbysmalMom "Then I shall bother you no more, there is still much I have yet to see in the Skaikru's camp." She dipped her head, setting >Çevir English1010
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·27 May@AbbysmalMom < She paused "You on the other hand, appear tired."Çevir English3000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·27 May@AbbysmalMom "Perhaps I was too subtle then." She chuckled, "I came in the early maun, but worry not, I've rested enough on my way here." >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom < uninterested." Chuckling lowly, she looked around. "You do not have many patients, this is good."Çevir English2000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom "They are not, but when one has made their romantic intentions known. This tends to be a good time to mention you are >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom < saved us from meaningless chatter pertaining to my hair." She lightly returned, hoping to put the doctor at ease.Çevir English2000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom "Well. Then that was all you needed to say." While Abby looked away, Romanoff placed the surgical tool back. "It could have >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom < watching at how the light reflected off the metal.Çevir English2000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom < "Id say it is my hair that makes the ideal type of many." She chuckled, softly, whilst she slowly spun the surgical tool >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom "I'm wounded." Romanoff returned in a deadpan, looking down and plucking a newly sterile scalpel from the array of tools. >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom < hair? Or you're attracted to me." She didn't want to kill the woman, so the best thing was to get the healer to talk about>Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom < fisa continued poking her nose where it was not meant to be..Well... "Perhaps it is because I am one of few who have red >Çevir English1000
Romanoff@Of_NoClan·25 May@AbbysmalMom Oh, Abigail. She had no idea, just how different this grounder was. The messenger was really a deadly assassin and if the >Çevir English1000