[Her own change of costumes comes with a green flare--more strobe lights than flames--and there was Oracle, not some tiny replica of Fox, standing in the stall. If felt weird to be out in the open like this and not inside of her persona.
She eyes the bag before taking it, stuffing the stack of books in her arms in with the rest before settling the sack in her arms. A bundle of goodies to toss into an open fire--she shouldn't be so gleeful at that prospect.]
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She eyes the bag before taking it, stuffing the stack of books in her arms in with the rest before settling the sack in her arms. A bundle of goodies to toss into an open fire--she shouldn't be so gleeful at that prospect.]
Agreed. Ready when you are.