010 [Text]-backdated to the night of Fanny's departure (Dec 2 I think) because Saffron-mun is slow.
I suppose I should be glad-now that my warden's gone, I haven't got anybody breathing down my neck any more, waiting for me to slip up. I'm a free soul, right?
Right.
I've got a hankering for something stiff to drink, and now that I'm very much warden-free, I've got no access to the bar. Anybody who can help me remedy this issue gets my undying love.
[((ooc)) This is Saffron's wonderful way of expressing sadness over Fanny's departure. Maybe she didn't trust Saffron so much (rightfully so!) but she had her head screwed on, which Saffron respected her for.]
Right.
I've got a hankering for something stiff to drink, and now that I'm very much warden-free, I've got no access to the bar. Anybody who can help me remedy this issue gets my undying love.
[((ooc)) This is Saffron's wonderful way of expressing sadness over Fanny's departure. Maybe she didn't trust Saffron so much (rightfully so!) but she had her head screwed on, which Saffron respected her for.]