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thatdarncat ([info]thatdarncat) wrote in [info]silverage,
She finally leaped down to the ground, landing just a few feet away from him. She studied him for a few seconds. He didn't seem strange - true, the accent was a little out of place, but this was New York City after all. He seemed like a normal, gangly kid. Older than she had judged him earlier, but his bewildered expression made him look about sixteen.

"So, kid," she repeated, more softly this time, "Exactly what kind of trouble are you in?"

She held the hilt of her whip - not threateningly, but more as a reassurance that yes, she was capable of handling herself.

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