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Feb. 26th, 2016 08:10 pmWhen Kaz had said he had met Matthias Helvar on the streets of Darrow, Inej had laughed. Of all the people they know back home to show up here, it has to be the one they knew least. (Not that Inej and Kaz, the spider and her schemer, didn't know anybody they worked with.) Of all the people from their world to show up here, it has to be the one that hates magic, that hates excess, that hates anything that doesn't fit into his narrow world view.
Inej waits a day or two for Matthias to settle in and suffer (or make life difficult for himself) before stopping by to say hello.
It's still winter and so the sun sets early. She can prowl around on the rooftops of Darrow at ten o'clock, careful of the ambient light of the city but safe in the growing shadows. She climbs all the way down to the window of his third story apartment, a ridiculously easy job, and perches herself on the window sill. The lights are on and warm, but the space itself seems quiet.
She taps at the window with a gloved finger.
Inej waits a day or two for Matthias to settle in and suffer (or make life difficult for himself) before stopping by to say hello.
It's still winter and so the sun sets early. She can prowl around on the rooftops of Darrow at ten o'clock, careful of the ambient light of the city but safe in the growing shadows. She climbs all the way down to the window of his third story apartment, a ridiculously easy job, and perches herself on the window sill. The lights are on and warm, but the space itself seems quiet.
She taps at the window with a gloved finger.
