Anko 045 // Direction
[Anko is standing in the middle of what will someday be 'The Devil's Nest', the dilapidated building dark and quiet, rafters groaning every so often, wind blowing through broken windows.]
This... is gonna be a lot of work. /*slight downturn at the corners of her mouth, writing something on her arm with a pen she'd found*/ Victor said he could do some carpentry type work back then... Who knows what Greed is good at, even I'm unsure of what he wants anymore, anyway... /*more scribbling of notes on the flesh of her own forearm, messy and hard to read*/ Looks like we'll need another 'job' or two before we can fund this. Hmmm...
This... is gonna be a lot of work. /*slight downturn at the corners of her mouth, writing something on her arm with a pen she'd found*/ Victor said he could do some carpentry type work back then... Who knows what Greed is good at, even I'm unsure of what he wants anymore, anyway... /*more scribbling of notes on the flesh of her own forearm, messy and hard to read*/ Looks like we'll need another 'job' or two before we can fund this. Hmmm...