A brisk, morning breeze of salty ocean currents tugged lightly upon the edges of an open paper, the parchment halted in it's wayward dance only by the slender fingers that grasped it. Within the fold, an ocean-hued gaze weaved over the contents to take note of each written letter. True enough, most of what one would print in each printing of the Lantern was advertisement or exaggeration, yet something in the most recent edition had caught the eye of the blonde bardess whom had found the time to peruse...
"It would seem the good detective has yet t'catch his illusive prey," murmured the highlander from within the shadow of a hat's wide brim, the words directed at none in particular though drew the odd look from a passing Lominsan. A soft hum played upon the woman's bronzed lips in consideration for written word and the philosophies that came with the morally grey.
Tap, tap, tap.
The pad of a sunkissed digit patted lightly against the crinkled edge of the article. Interestingly enough, the actions of this vigilante wasn't exactly ones the shapely seafarer could disagree with. When the system reached inevitable failure as had been proven, burdens always fell on the broadest of shoulders to take on the mantle. The biggest curiosity, in her mind, was the drive behind it. Odette would be lying if she said her interest wasn't piqued in more ways than one.
Perhaps it was time to find and speak with this Inspector for a second time.
"It would seem the good detective has yet t'catch his illusive prey," murmured the highlander from within the shadow of a hat's wide brim, the words directed at none in particular though drew the odd look from a passing Lominsan. A soft hum played upon the woman's bronzed lips in consideration for written word and the philosophies that came with the morally grey.
Tap, tap, tap.
The pad of a sunkissed digit patted lightly against the crinkled edge of the article. Interestingly enough, the actions of this vigilante wasn't exactly ones the shapely seafarer could disagree with. When the system reached inevitable failure as had been proven, burdens always fell on the broadest of shoulders to take on the mantle. The biggest curiosity, in her mind, was the drive behind it. Odette would be lying if she said her interest wasn't piqued in more ways than one.
Perhaps it was time to find and speak with this Inspector for a second time.
"When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw."
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