[Saffron's a little taken aback to find the message waiting for her. She does her best to tidy up her cabin so that there's nothing untoward lying around and settles in to wait. She's anxious, though, and she can't help but think that Fanny's arrival will only bode badly for her.
When a knock sounds at the door, she's on her feet quickly and pulling it open with a bright smile.]
You weren't mincing words when you said you were coming "right now", huh? What's up?
[A cold feeling of dread passes over Saffron as Fanny brushes past her and speaks these words. There's a brief moment where she's almost overcome by the urge to run, to flee, to get the hell out of dodge. She manages to hold it together, however, and her features stay blank. Suitably indifferent is the look she's going for.]
And here I thought you were coming over to exchange fashion tips. Make yourself at home.
I have it on exceptionally good authority that someone's planning to stir things up a trifle around here, and that you might know a thing or two about it.
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When a knock sounds at the door, she's on her feet quickly and pulling it open with a bright smile.]
You weren't mincing words when you said you were coming "right now", huh? What's up?
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[Fanny pretty much lets herself in. She's being pleasant enough, but everything about the way she's carrying herself says I Mean Business.]
So. Let's talk riots, darling.
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And here I thought you were coming over to exchange fashion tips. Make yourself at home.
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[She's watching you closely, Saffron.]
I have it on exceptionally good authority that someone's planning to stir things up a trifle around here, and that you might know a thing or two about it.
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