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Trae Markwood
Guest
"What in the hell do you think you're doing?!"
She grinned from ear to ear. It wasn't what she thought she was doing, it was what she *knew* she was doing. Her hand on the latch, Trae gripped it pushing down. "It's called having a little fun. You remember how don't you?"
"This isn't Skara, Trae."
"No, This is supposed to be your home now.. Isn't it Pay?"
"I deal with these people regularly Trae. My trade routes run through this territory, Nuetral Territory." Trae's smile spread. Neutral was a relative term. Besides it was one little dagger. One pretty little abyssal dagger.
"What's the harm in just, -borrowing-?" Reaching her hand out, she skirted along the underside of the pillow the blade sat on. Her fingers hummed and itched as she met the first of what was probably multiple barriers of magic. Laughing she turned her index finger and closed her eyes. The words would be tricky. If you said it wrong, toned it wrong, frying in a flame of fire was always a possible. But then, Trae loved the heat.
She knew Paytience was pacing. She always had when they were running tandem. "I don't see how you're still alive if you're always this nervous."
"You don't know me anymore, Trae. And this isn't just any merchant. This is Dawn."
Brilliantly, the room lit up momentarily blinding the both of them. Trae stilled her hand and waited for the light to die down before she continued. Her nose inhaled it then, the slightest hint of parchment. Completing the incantation she grabbed the hilt of the dagger just before grumbling started."
"Pay, what's that...."
"Run dammit!"
*written with the express permission of Wildstar. The dagger in question is Mesanna's Assassin's Dagger and has not actually been taken*
She grinned from ear to ear. It wasn't what she thought she was doing, it was what she *knew* she was doing. Her hand on the latch, Trae gripped it pushing down. "It's called having a little fun. You remember how don't you?"
"This isn't Skara, Trae."
"No, This is supposed to be your home now.. Isn't it Pay?"
"I deal with these people regularly Trae. My trade routes run through this territory, Nuetral Territory." Trae's smile spread. Neutral was a relative term. Besides it was one little dagger. One pretty little abyssal dagger.
"What's the harm in just, -borrowing-?" Reaching her hand out, she skirted along the underside of the pillow the blade sat on. Her fingers hummed and itched as she met the first of what was probably multiple barriers of magic. Laughing she turned her index finger and closed her eyes. The words would be tricky. If you said it wrong, toned it wrong, frying in a flame of fire was always a possible. But then, Trae loved the heat.
She knew Paytience was pacing. She always had when they were running tandem. "I don't see how you're still alive if you're always this nervous."
"You don't know me anymore, Trae. And this isn't just any merchant. This is Dawn."
Brilliantly, the room lit up momentarily blinding the both of them. Trae stilled her hand and waited for the light to die down before she continued. Her nose inhaled it then, the slightest hint of parchment. Completing the incantation she grabbed the hilt of the dagger just before grumbling started."
"Pay, what's that...."
"Run dammit!"
*written with the express permission of Wildstar. The dagger in question is Mesanna's Assassin's Dagger and has not actually been taken*