[ he's so abrupt that alina comes up short. she's on her own in a flood of adamant crew members in the bunks, which makes her easily cornered. she'd been trying to get ready to sleep. the man who accosts her looks like he hasn't slept in ten years. he was probably a child then. ]
What? [ she recoils, a little defensive. with good reason. who doesn't want the sun summoner dead? but then she looks at the jewels in his hand. it's a hairpiece. not one she recognizes, but not entirely out of the scope of possibility.
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What? [ she recoils, a little defensive. with good reason. who doesn't want the sun summoner dead? but then she looks at the jewels in his hand. it's a hairpiece. not one she recognizes, but not entirely out of the scope of possibility.
alina frowns. she reaches out for it. ]