Enemy Within [.xvi.] [Locked to Silvermane]
The writing on the wall had been clear enough. Show up at the junkyard tonight, with the promise of information. That was certainly an offer Thirst couldn't refuse -- then again, she would have been an idiot to assume the person behind the messages was entirely benevolent in nature. Having learned from her fight with Ophelia, the Homunculus now carried two Bowie knives, one on either side of her waist, and had again started bringing with her a few smaller, sharpened throwing knives, which she relied on her palms to conceal.
Getting to the junkyard, then, was not a hard task. It's not as though she was expecting an ambush (nor did she think it would be more than she could handle), but when she got there, she didn't seem to make a huge deal about it. All she said, firmly and loud enough to be heard, was "I'm here."
Getting to the junkyard, then, was not a hard task. It's not as though she was expecting an ambush (nor did she think it would be more than she could handle), but when she got there, she didn't seem to make a huge deal about it. All she said, firmly and loud enough to be heard, was "I'm here."