#pickslock ✤ 01

[elfcast]

@pickslock

✲ "....." An awkward encounter ensued as Marcille entered her house with a bag of groceries she had brought back from the city. It was the house that she shared with her partner and so she didn't usually expect to find anyone else inside ever, especially since she also knew Indigo was out for the day. "CHILCHUCK?"

She almost threw her groceries at him while he sat smugly on her couch. The half-foot had clearly snuck in by lockpicking. If he hadn't taken her by surprise her initial reaction probably would have been softer. Groaning, she put her bag down on the counter and paced quietly for a moment.

"It's been a long time since anyone familiar last showed up. But to think it was you this time...? Have you bumped into Falin already?" Once the half-elf got it all out of her system, she exhaled. "...I'm glad you're here though." Because it had been a long time.