Elsewhere.......
It wasn't like her contact to keep her waiting and Melodia looked up at the clouds gathering.
A storm was approaching.
She ground her bootheel into the dock, a soft clack of the teeth as she knew the young Roe wasn't coming.
"Gods damn it." She muttered as she began to walk away when the voice called from the shadows behind a pile of crates.
"'Ey boss. You come closer for Mouse, ey?"
The Roe was not the quickest of intellects but he provided good intel on the cheap and thus was an asset.
"What're ye doin'? Come out an' talk t' me like ye norm-"
He cut her off, his childlike voice sounding slightly panicked. "Shhh the runners hear the Mouse and his words and boss' too."
Melodia moved closer to the crates and tried to not stare at the half hidden Roe boy. Her voice a feigned whisper. "Then tell me wha' ye got instead o' wastin' me time."
His voice sounded nervous as a slip of paper came through the crates in a shaky hand. "Mouse no see her....but the streets say she returns. Mouse not know where she be..." He trailed off as she took the paper slowly, already knowing as she glanced at it. A smile slowly overtook her lips as she considred this.
"Thank ye, Mouse....ye've earned yer keep f'r th' day." She pulled a wrapped slice of pie from her satchel and handed to him. "Enjoy it lad....if th' runner's come home an' I get me hands on her....the three thousand's yers."
She turned with a toothy grin walking away from the man as he was mumbling something about more pie.
It wasn't like her contact to keep her waiting and Melodia looked up at the clouds gathering.
A storm was approaching.
She ground her bootheel into the dock, a soft clack of the teeth as she knew the young Roe wasn't coming.
"Gods damn it." She muttered as she began to walk away when the voice called from the shadows behind a pile of crates.
"'Ey boss. You come closer for Mouse, ey?"
The Roe was not the quickest of intellects but he provided good intel on the cheap and thus was an asset.
"What're ye doin'? Come out an' talk t' me like ye norm-"
He cut her off, his childlike voice sounding slightly panicked. "Shhh the runners hear the Mouse and his words and boss' too."
Melodia moved closer to the crates and tried to not stare at the half hidden Roe boy. Her voice a feigned whisper. "Then tell me wha' ye got instead o' wastin' me time."
His voice sounded nervous as a slip of paper came through the crates in a shaky hand. "Mouse no see her....but the streets say she returns. Mouse not know where she be..." He trailed off as she took the paper slowly, already knowing as she glanced at it. A smile slowly overtook her lips as she considred this.
"Thank ye, Mouse....ye've earned yer keep f'r th' day." She pulled a wrapped slice of pie from her satchel and handed to him. "Enjoy it lad....if th' runner's come home an' I get me hands on her....the three thousand's yers."
She turned with a toothy grin walking away from the man as he was mumbling something about more pie.
