Perhaps North’s large dark figure had been intimidating. The moment she walks in, she’s suddenly assaulted by a flurry of feathers and tiny harmless claws as a shrieking Pip runs straight into her.
“Pip! Oh, stars!”
North hears as something grabs for the fluttering bird to calm him down. Thankfully, the feisty parrot seems chipper after the sudden surprise attack. Maybe he had played a little prank on North, since she had such a stony expression upon entering.
Either way, Agnes is quick to apologise, “Good gracious, I’m so sorry, North! He sometimes likes greeting folks like that. Bit of roughhousing like a kitten does. Guess the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree,” She laughs, “Thanks for visiting.”
Agnes listens with care to what North asks, her face grows serious, and maybe understanding what possibly could have gotten the dark cat to ask such a question.
“It wasn’t easy. That’s for sure.” Her eyes are serious, intent to meet North’s.
“There was one that was bugging the smaller towns. Horrendous thing. Not good at this classification thing but, I think I heard it was a Class 2? At some point me an’ some others had.. Enough.” Clumsily, Agnes looks for a pen and scrap piece of paper, starting to draw up what seemed to be a messy scrawl of an area. She’d then draw marks for her team, and then the boundless, showing the arrangement of spots they had used to outwit the void creature,
“It took planning. Thought. Teamwork. And even then-” She rolls up a sleeve to reveal a scar that’s clear despite how much fur she had. She chuckles lightly, “Nearly lost an arm I’d say.”
“Plan meant we cornered and took it down on all sides. We had a hell of a lot of backup plans, too. Meant bringing… eh, probably twice as many swords as I needed to, in case somehow my trusty regular one was lost somehow.”
“Y’know, we sort everyone in big teams for that reason. More muscle n’ more eyes. I… can’t have any of you wandering off in smaller groups, else a Boundless might find things too easy.” Agnes sighs- the passive acknowledgement that she knew that it hadn’t been enough for the last expedition.
Boldly, she puts a paw on North’s shoulder, “For every Expedition, every investigation. We’ll make the most of it. Squeeze out every bit of knowledge we can get. I’m making it my personal goal to get rid of them. I… ain’t wanting anybody getting hurt any more.”
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Perhaps North’s large dark figure had been intimidating. The moment she walks in, she’s suddenly assaulted by a flurry of feathers and tiny harmless claws as a shrieking Pip runs straight into her.
“Pip! Oh, stars!”
North hears as something grabs for the fluttering bird to calm him down. Thankfully, the feisty parrot seems chipper after the sudden surprise attack. Maybe he had played a little prank on North, since she had such a stony expression upon entering.
Either way, Agnes is quick to apologise, “Good gracious, I’m so sorry, North! He sometimes likes greeting folks like that. Bit of roughhousing like a kitten does. Guess the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree,” She laughs, “Thanks for visiting.”
Agnes listens with care to what North asks, her face grows serious, and maybe understanding what possibly could have gotten the dark cat to ask such a question.
“It wasn’t easy. That’s for sure.” Her eyes are serious, intent to meet North’s.
“There was one that was bugging the smaller towns. Horrendous thing. Not good at this classification thing but, I think I heard it was a Class 2? At some point me an’ some others had.. Enough.” Clumsily, Agnes looks for a pen and scrap piece of paper, starting to draw up what seemed to be a messy scrawl of an area. She’d then draw marks for her team, and then the boundless, showing the arrangement of spots they had used to outwit the void creature,
“It took planning. Thought. Teamwork. And even then-” She rolls up a sleeve to reveal a scar that’s clear despite how much fur she had. She chuckles lightly, “Nearly lost an arm I’d say.”
“Plan meant we cornered and took it down on all sides. We had a hell of a lot of backup plans, too. Meant bringing… eh, probably twice as many swords as I needed to, in case somehow my trusty regular one was lost somehow.”
“Y’know, we sort everyone in big teams for that reason. More muscle n’ more eyes. I… can’t have any of you wandering off in smaller groups, else a Boundless might find things too easy.” Agnes sighs- the passive acknowledgement that she knew that it hadn’t been enough for the last expedition.
Boldly, she puts a paw on North’s shoulder, “For every Expedition, every investigation. We’ll make the most of it. Squeeze out every bit of knowledge we can get. I’m making it my personal goal to get rid of them. I… ain’t wanting anybody getting hurt any more.”
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