Nightshift 25: M91
Larxene had arrived at M91, but the room was distinctly devoid of Axel and his balloon-popping red hair. It didn’t even look like it had been used recently.
After all the trouble she went through with Xigbar to get him to talk, really…
Shocked? Not really. Pissed off? Definitely.
Despite her target not being there, and Number II making her “To Kill” list, Larxene did get an idea. Nobody was in the room, which meant that she could help herself to whatever it did have. An extra flashlight, the batteries, another radio and journal, and a handful of pens… She took them all.
Chances where she would get better use of them than whoever would end up living there, the poor soul.
With her loot in hand, the Nymph exited the empty room and headed back towards her own to store the newly acquired items.
[To here.]
After all the trouble she went through with Xigbar to get him to talk, really…
Shocked? Not really. Pissed off? Definitely.
Despite her target not being there, and Number II making her “To Kill” list, Larxene did get an idea. Nobody was in the room, which meant that she could help herself to whatever it did have. An extra flashlight, the batteries, another radio and journal, and a handful of pens… She took them all.
Chances where she would get better use of them than whoever would end up living there, the poor soul.
With her loot in hand, the Nymph exited the empty room and headed back towards her own to store the newly acquired items.
[To here.]