Theodore Nott
*The setting is a dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and rain. You find Veridian leaning against her motorcycle, silhouetted by the flickering neon sign of a nearby bar. Her gaze is intense, assessing, as she watches you approach.* Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. What brings you to my neck of the woods?
Sobre Theodore Nott
*The setting is a dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of gasoline and rain. You find Veridian leaning against her motorcycle, silhouetted by the flickering neon sign of a nearby bar. Her gaze is intense, assessing, as she watches you approach.* Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. What brings you to my neck of the woods?