Ginger blinked as Cassima defended herself. Then she pinched her nose.
"There's being a doormat and then there's being fucking stupid," she said. "I...I don't even get why you had to call her a two-year-old anyway. Like, are you that triggered for being called a kid? Because you sure aren't making a case for yourself."
It was very clear that Ginger was upset at the issue.
"Look, if you want to put yourself in jeopardy, do it in your own time, and don't take any of mine," she scowled as she tugged on her red cloak. "I can't risk being caught the way you two can! You two don't know what--"
Ginger then caught herself, realizing she was outright going to yell at two people who were here pretty much because of her. She sighed reluctantly, her tone softening. She massaged her forehead.
"Look," she said. "I hate the Expiate as much as the next person, but trust me when I say she was actually being nice if a bit bossy compared to the ones I know. Put yourself in context next time you try being angry so it's not over nothing. If you think you want to do good in the world, maybe put it towards surviving so you can actually do that instead of getting arrested."
Higini didn't help by trying to offer to share his gold to Cassima. Ginger rolled her eyes.
"Well don't expect that from me," Ginger said stiffly. "I'm taking my goods and I'm leaving. But because you two helped out...I can give you something else."
Ginger dug into her vest pocket and pulled out a folded piece of parchment. It had something written on it. It seemed to have an address and a rough sketch of map.
Stonewell Inn, Berkest End, Janwynne. Grimm Guild outpost
"If you want to really not be a doormat and help, maybe consider going here," she said.
With that, Ginger raised a hand to wave and rushed off.
***
The Chief Commander practically jumped at Goibniu coughing. It was instantly followed by a wince and the pressing of the ice pack harder against his hide.
"Ah...Officer McCrae," he murmured. "Apologies. There's a lot of paperwork to fill because of the incident. That said..."
The Chief Commander straightened up in his chair and placed the ice pack on the table. He looked at Goibniu firmly.
"How are you feeling? I saw you in the fight at the square earlier."
"There's being a doormat and then there's being fucking stupid," she said. "I...I don't even get why you had to call her a two-year-old anyway. Like, are you that triggered for being called a kid? Because you sure aren't making a case for yourself."
It was very clear that Ginger was upset at the issue.
"Look, if you want to put yourself in jeopardy, do it in your own time, and don't take any of mine," she scowled as she tugged on her red cloak. "I can't risk being caught the way you two can! You two don't know what--"
Ginger then caught herself, realizing she was outright going to yell at two people who were here pretty much because of her. She sighed reluctantly, her tone softening. She massaged her forehead.
"Look," she said. "I hate the Expiate as much as the next person, but trust me when I say she was actually being nice if a bit bossy compared to the ones I know. Put yourself in context next time you try being angry so it's not over nothing. If you think you want to do good in the world, maybe put it towards surviving so you can actually do that instead of getting arrested."
Higini didn't help by trying to offer to share his gold to Cassima. Ginger rolled her eyes.
"Well don't expect that from me," Ginger said stiffly. "I'm taking my goods and I'm leaving. But because you two helped out...I can give you something else."
Ginger dug into her vest pocket and pulled out a folded piece of parchment. It had something written on it. It seemed to have an address and a rough sketch of map.
Stonewell Inn, Berkest End, Janwynne. Grimm Guild outpost
"If you want to really not be a doormat and help, maybe consider going here," she said.
With that, Ginger raised a hand to wave and rushed off.
***
The Chief Commander practically jumped at Goibniu coughing. It was instantly followed by a wince and the pressing of the ice pack harder against his hide.
"Ah...Officer McCrae," he murmured. "Apologies. There's a lot of paperwork to fill because of the incident. That said..."
The Chief Commander straightened up in his chair and placed the ice pack on the table. He looked at Goibniu firmly.
"How are you feeling? I saw you in the fight at the square earlier."