She huffed a bit, and shook her head. Why the *****s was it always her? weren't there other people on the **** Task Force? Hope was not around her neck, and her tabard was gone, but otherwise... Kaylin was Kaylin. Her palms rested easily on the pommels of her daggers, and her neck cricked up to talk to someone as ***** tall as he was.
"Okay. Short version. Not your **** world. The people here call this place Nautilus. Place where all worlds intersect or overlap or whatever ***** they're saying this week. Center of Chaos, Shadows, and *****ed storms that will mess the *****s out of you. There are welcome houses in every district, some sort of temple past the teleporter pad that way," she was pointing in the wrong direction. "And the Task force headquarters that way." Again. Wrong Direction. Because she's Kaylin.
Excuse me while I die of all the glee ever!!!!!!!!! Kaylin and Raiden friendship is good to GO!
"Okay. Short version. Not your **** world. The people here call this place Nautilus. Place where all worlds intersect or overlap or whatever ***** they're saying this week. Center of Chaos, Shadows, and *****ed storms that will mess the *****s out of you. There are welcome houses in every district, some sort of temple past the teleporter pad that way," she was pointing in the wrong direction. "And the Task force headquarters that way." Again. Wrong Direction. Because she's Kaylin.