Lady Molly Carpenter (winterlady) wrote in carnaval_logs, |
"Got a nice dress for the gig," she moved back, to find it on in the pile "and shoes I will hate after the first night to go with it." Molly groaned, she wasn't a girlie girl. Even now jeans felt better then wearing evening dresses and she hadn't planned on changing that ever.
Sighing she tossed it back on the pile, a frown on her face as she watched him. "At least..." she really couldn't think of the upside of this, they were magic users and normally escape artist used tricks. "You looked over at the equipment?" she asked, wondering as she got up, looking over the room, it was just, no words.
Molly sighed as she moved to her pile and started to go through everything, "i can keep watch if you want to take a nap," she offered him, not really sure what else to say to him as she looked over at him, worriedly.