z-Jael Posted January 6, 2014 Share Posted January 6, 2014 He’d let her off the hook for that evening, saying they’d talk tomorrow. In a way, it was a shame they didn’t hash it out right there, because she was in a fairly good mood. She had gotten to kill something of her own free will after centuries of killing for the Keeblers. Sure, she’d gotten into the fight mostly on Andery’s behalf, but he hadn’t told her to kill anything. If he didn’t chew her out for that today, then she’d be truly free. ,, She might serve Andery but that was her choice. ,, Jael opted to dress casually this morning. Casually was cut-off jean shorts and a fitted t-shirt so soft if felt like a second skin. It fit like a second skin, too. She’d put her hair in twin braids, a look that Cosmo said that “would soften up the grumpiest man”. She wasn’t sure her boss would be grumpy but Jael only took chances if it seemed like fun. Dealing with a pissy Andery wasn’t her idea of fun. ,, Her bare feet padded along the floor as she made her way to his office. The breakfast tray in her arms was loaded with food, another way to “win your man” according to the sages at Cosmo. Other advice was available to her in the articles but reading English was hard for her. She kept trying to make runes out of the Latin letters and then Norse words out of those runes. She still had to sound the letters out in her head. ,, Ahead of her was Andery’s office; Jael balanced the tray and bustled into the office, smiling widely. “Breakfast! I would have brought it to you in bed but we had that little talk.” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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