So. Coffee. Having some. In a shop. Waiting on a dude.
....she thought. Since. Voice. Not girly. But. Hey. Didn't wanna assume (even if she already did).
But. Sitting. Waiting. But not at all. Since. Just got here. (Sorta) So. Hadn't been long and it wouldn't be long. Since. With a name like Khysmet Tuesday figured he'd get here when he got here. Y'know. When he was meant too. Since. Calling her. Acanthus. Obvi.
...unless he was trying to reach around his Path Councilor and get to his Order head.
Which if that's the case. (holymonkeyballshowisshegonnahandlethat!?!?!) She'd have to give him a stern talking to. Since. Certain Way To Do Things.
...or something.
Kay. Right. Whatever.
Standing. Waiting. Not for the dude but for coffee. Since lines....are a thing. A stupid thing. Golden sparks ignite, glow and grow into subtle glyph work before dissolving as the spell takes hold.
Soon she's at the head of the line. Ordering. One for her. And one for him.
Coffee in hand, she meanders over to a table in the backish, sits. And grins. Since. Only a matter of Time...
...or maybe Fate.