You caught it out of the corner of your eye. A hand darting out of a closet to grab a shirt before yanking it away. This definitely looks like a thief, which is ridiculous considering that the prices at the second hand market are already extremely reasonable. Someone must be desperate.
Investigate reveals a young blond woman wearing a mix-matched assortment of ill fitting clothes, all from wildly different eras, struggling to button up a too small shirt while cursing quietly to herself.
She froze like a wolf in headlights when she noticed she had an audience, and just for a split second you had the distinct feeling that she was about to go for your throat.
It passed, though. "I can explain everything!"
-C-ish-
Funny voices aside, the alchemical mess wasn't too hard to clean up. Angua had taken it badly, though. The moment the cloud of colorful smoke had washed over her she had yelped and fled. Now, she had a bowl of steaming water in front of her and a washcloth over her head so she could breath in the steam more easily. She glanced up with red eyes.
"Sorry I couldn't help out with that..."
Sometimes a superhuman sense of smell has its drawbacks.
Delphine Angua von Uberwald | Discworld
You caught it out of the corner of your eye. A hand darting out of a closet to grab a shirt before yanking it away. This definitely looks like a thief, which is ridiculous considering that the prices at the second hand market are already extremely reasonable. Someone must be desperate.
Investigate reveals a young blond woman wearing a mix-matched assortment of ill fitting clothes, all from wildly different eras, struggling to button up a too small shirt while cursing quietly to herself.
She froze like a wolf in headlights when she noticed she had an audience, and just for a split second you had the distinct feeling that she was about to go for your throat.
It passed, though. "I can explain everything!"
-C-ish-
Funny voices aside, the alchemical mess wasn't too hard to clean up. Angua had taken it badly, though. The moment the cloud of colorful smoke had washed over her she had yelped and fled. Now, she had a bowl of steaming water in front of her and a washcloth over her head so she could breath in the steam more easily. She glanced up with red eyes.
"Sorry I couldn't help out with that..."
Sometimes a superhuman sense of smell has its drawbacks.