No, Lupin. It is a pity I ever believed you. That I bought what you sold with a smile so easily.
[It's a quick motion, reaching up to pull the pin from her hair. Lupin's gift. The lacquered wood had been filed to a point. Weighted. Balanced. Gold curls tumble down around her shoulders and spill over her back as she does, finally, lash out.
Adele's practiced enough and the room is small enough that her aim is true- the pin buries itself into the wall, small beads clacking against each other in a sharp staccato amongst the otherwise chilly silence. She'll let the action speak for itself.]
September 14th [Action.]
[It's a quick motion, reaching up to pull the pin from her hair. Lupin's gift. The lacquered wood had been filed to a point. Weighted. Balanced. Gold curls tumble down around her shoulders and spill over her back as she does, finally, lash out.
Adele's practiced enough and the room is small enough that her aim is true- the pin buries itself into the wall, small beads clacking against each other in a sharp staccato amongst the otherwise chilly silence. She'll let the action speak for itself.]