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[Datura]

As Datura walked up to the warehouse, she nodded to her guard at the door. He gave her a quick, respectful nod back, giving her a hand signal to indicate he was burning. He'd watch the door and keep the area Smoked so long as she was in there. She hardly went anywhere without a Smoker these days. She liked the safety of being able to burn without risk.

The warehouse was one of hers, stolen from some rival smuggling crew over the years. She didn't remember which one. Right now, it stood empty, as she had other places to store goods that were more easily accessible.

Instead, she'd taken to using this place as a training ground instead. She'd been curious when Ignas had asked for a place like this, summoning her for a meeting, but she hoped it would suit his purposes.

Whatever those purposes might be.

She knocked on the side door, a light burn letting her put a little more force behind the hits so that they'd resonate. She had a feeling the rebel leader had already arrived to the site early. He seemed to like being the first.

That was fine by her. Fashionably late suited her style.

Edited by FeatherWriter, 19 July 2017 - 06:50 AM.