10-07-2017, 06:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-07-2017, 06:04 AM by NesMettaur. Edited 1 time in total.)
A barely-visible hand shoots up the instant Adam finishes speaking. Who it particularly belongs to remains obscured through height alone, but that doesn't matter much since she quickly introduces herself as-
"I'm Marcy Pollo! I'm here to- broker deals and- get supplies in case- we ever run out or- need something new!"
Not that it's doing her good in the visibility department; but every few words her speech is punctuated by her landing with a soft thud, inhaling, then jumping again. Eventually her legs tire out and she resigns herself to talking loud enough to disturb the chapel's sanctity.
"We're getting paid, right? And what's our budget? Because I can't really arrange for deals without money to kickstart things."
"I'm Marcy Pollo! I'm here to- broker deals and- get supplies in case- we ever run out or- need something new!"
Not that it's doing her good in the visibility department; but every few words her speech is punctuated by her landing with a soft thud, inhaling, then jumping again. Eventually her legs tire out and she resigns herself to talking loud enough to disturb the chapel's sanctity.
"We're getting paid, right? And what's our budget? Because I can't really arrange for deals without money to kickstart things."