[ Unlike either of the Black Knights, C.C. is at ease, or as much as one can be, a stranger in a strange land. She is a wanderer by nature and new challenges do not frighten her; only that her contract is potentially at risk, a thought that continues to dog her. On some buried level she's worried for the boy, as well, brainwashed into obedience last she saw him, his rebellion turned to ashes. It had all been about to change, but then...
She wipes the what ifs from her mind and slides in even before Kallen's invitation leaves her mouth, collapsing onto the couch and stretching out. Leaving just enough room to spare herself any complaints from Kallen, but otherwise taking up far more space than necessary. Indeed, making herself at home in a place that is assuredly not. ]
I agree. [ is all she says, shutting her eyes. ] What's the situation?
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She wipes the what ifs from her mind and slides in even before Kallen's invitation leaves her mouth, collapsing onto the couch and stretching out. Leaving just enough room to spare herself any complaints from Kallen, but otherwise taking up far more space than necessary. Indeed, making herself at home in a place that is assuredly not. ]
I agree. [ is all she says, shutting her eyes. ] What's the situation?