Oh my God. [ she's impressed. this is a good start.
only she's less impressed by the sword and much more impressed by the briefcase. holy heck. ] How did it even fit in there? I smell a spell.
[ she hooks a finger 'round the briefcases edge, ignoring excalibur altogether. whatever. she's already met freaking king arthur, okay? that sword's old news. ]
no subject
only she's less impressed by the sword and much more impressed by the briefcase. holy heck. ] How did it even fit in there? I smell a spell.
[ she hooks a finger 'round the briefcases edge, ignoring excalibur altogether. whatever. she's already met freaking king arthur, okay? that sword's old news. ]