[Well, he's probably not going anywhere else. One final smile, and then she steps away from him and pulls the night gem out of her pocket. At the touch of her skin, she gains a set of red-black wings, and after a few light steps she tosses herself into the air. She manages a curious sort of grace to her flight that suggests more than just a month's practice with the wings. Anna Orlova, she'd decided, has a ballerina's grace. Easier to hide in plain sight.
She's not gone long. Enough to gather up some food and a blanket. She steals a pillow, too, from her own quarters and makes her way back with the bundle, which she holds out for him as she lands. The food is wrapped up inside the blanket in a small leaf.]
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All right. Wait here?
[Well, he's probably not going anywhere else. One final smile, and then she steps away from him and pulls the night gem out of her pocket. At the touch of her skin, she gains a set of red-black wings, and after a few light steps she tosses herself into the air. She manages a curious sort of grace to her flight that suggests more than just a month's practice with the wings. Anna Orlova, she'd decided, has a ballerina's grace. Easier to hide in plain sight.
She's not gone long. Enough to gather up some food and a blanket. She steals a pillow, too, from her own quarters and makes her way back with the bundle, which she holds out for him as she lands. The food is wrapped up inside the blanket in a small leaf.]