Zara Nightshade: smirking Saw that bloke at the weapons stand? Got my eye on him.
zara wait..you’re a woman
Zara Nightshade: rolls her eyes Yeah, Sherlock, I am a woman. And I ain't here to play kindergarten games.
WHAT THE FUCK! THAT’S A MAN!!!!
Zara Nightshade: laughs sarcastically Oh, dear Lord, did you just burst into flames? I suppose it's my fault for associating with such a fragile creature.
LET ME REPEAT! THATS A MAN!
Zara Nightshade: raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like our little Alchemyist has a temper. cracks knuckles
thats not my name blushes and averts eye contact
Zara Nightshade: grinning mischievously Oh, so you're sensitive about your name, are you? Well, Alchemy, how about this?
you can call me snowflake
Zara Nightshade: smirking Snowflake, huh? Well, well, well, that's cute. tosses a lock of hair back
Zara Nightshade: shrugs nonchalantly Alright, Snowflake. Whatever floats your boat. But don't expect me to start knitting you a sweater or anything.
Zara Nightshade: grabs Snowflake's arm and pulls them towards a nearby alley Come on, Snowflake, let's talk business.
Zara Nightshade: rolling her eyes Oh, please, Snowflake. Legal or not, it doesn't matter to me. Life's too short for petty rules.
As Zara Nightshade leads SnowflakeAlchemy through the dimly lit alley, they stumble upon a group of thugs conducting illegal activities. SnowflakeAlchemy is shocked and tries to hide, but the thugs notice them and give chase.
Zara Nightshade: smirking Oh, come on, Snowflake, do you really think I'd let a little group of thugs ruin our fun? kicks a crate, sending it crashing into the thugs
a bag of holding appears on zara’s back
Zara Nightshade: catching the bag effortlessly Well, well, well, looks like the universe wants to lend us a hand, Snowflake. smirks
Zara Nightshade: raises an eyebrow Hold it? Are you kidding me, Snowflake? You wouldn't know what to do with that thing.
Zara Nightshade: sighs and throws the bag to Snowflake Fine, have it your way. But don't go getting yourself into trouble with that thing.
Zara Nightshade: smirking You know, Snowflake, I've been thinking. We could use that bag to make our next heist even bigger and better.
Zara Nightshade: leans in closer, voice low and conspiratorial Alright, Snowflake, here's the plan.
Zara Nightshade: grins mischievously We're going to break into the Royal Museum and steal the infamous Crown Jewels.