IC II: DH The Purity of Sacrifice

[bramblefoot]

Marcella

"Anything I could do in that capacity is...messy. It's best you or Arl take care of it," Marcella uttered to Milo, her face remaining forward as the group continued to walk, pretending as if they had not yet spotted their observers.

"If they're that organised then they all know about us already, so we're the ones missing out on the intel of who they are and who they work for if we don't act."

"understood" milo chirps. "play it cool, and if push comes to shove, violence does breed violence" he sighs "i miss my flak jacket"