Martha smiled happily to Brenn, seemingly very pleased at the acceptance of the offer to mutually protect. She hobbled over to stand closer to Brenn, wide eyed and friendly.
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Martha smiled happily to Brenn, seemingly very pleased at the acceptance of the offer to mutually protect. She hobbled over to stand closer to Brenn, wide eyed and friendly.
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"It's settled, then." Dillon says smoothly, his smile still charming. Inwardly, he's biting back another cheeky comment on how jealous he is to be sleeping with the fishes, as this is still public Elysium. Company still included a Sanctified Priscus, an Invictus Whip, and the Dragon Herald. So no, the jokes could be made privately, where his playful comments couldn't be misconstrued as immaturity worthy of a neonate.
Finally noticing Martha's furtive glances to exposed legs for what they were, Dillon idly wonders if she herself may be frequently ready to burst with her own wicked thoughts. He'd always just thought she was being... alert, or something.
"Please be vigilant, ladies. Thank you all." Because he'd still be nowhere if it weren't for Alice, Sarah, and Martha, really. Dillon just hoped they would at least remember him for giving the initial push, and trying to coordinate the fumbling masses. Tomorrow night, he supposed there would be sanctioned authority leading the espionage, and he didn't know which idea he liked less: Conner Greyson, who was a few degrees further below freezing every time they ran into each other, or Max Heinz, who he'd yet to even introduce himself to.
A bow and a "Goodnight" later, the Gangrel is gone. He was not exactly looking forward to the cold, naked, watery grave he was about to make in the Sacramento River. It would take a case of white-phosphorous grenades to ash me down there, though.
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Alice smiles to Sarah, 'Excellent idea.' and waits for her to make their way outside together.
When Dillon leaves Alice answers with a 'Sweet dreams!', then she nods to Brenn and leaves as well thereafter, if Sarah has nothing more say.
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"Goodnight! I do hope you will all be safe!" Martha waves, sincere in her worry, as she calls to everyone leaving. Her eyes briefly follow Sarah's legs as they walk away.
Once the last has left, she turns, smiling to Brenn...
End Scene, Nice work everyone.
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