>>19019105>[Sola slowly reaches out... and takes the contract from Priscilla's hand.]Until this very second, Sola Fire has never met Priscilla Divine. As they stand here face to face, Sola realises how 'not tall' Priscilla is. Sola estimates about 5'5", the same as herself, though weighted differently no doubt. Priscilla's figure is more full, a blind man could tell you that, but she is simply not as imposing as the television screens and promo videos makes her out to be. Even her slight accent is disarming. Danish, if those interviews are to be believed. And that's assuming you believe anything that comes out of this snake's mouth. But after everything that has happened with Nika, Beaver, Nikki, Amy, Colby -- Sola expected something more obviously evil.
All of that said, this buttering Carmody up is doing Priscilla any favours in Sola's mind, and the sooner this witch leaves the better. Her very presence makes Sola feel almost physically sick, and the air hangs heavy as Sola reads the contract. But... it is a compelling offer. "No more Dojo" has its ups and downs. "Sola and Carmody stick together" sounds too good to be true. A chance to see the Angels up close, from the inside is... not ideal but could prove useful in any direction. And as if it needs to be said, any amount of money could get her out of this Dojo dorm. A chance to buy some new clothes, and not have to wander around town in her regular gear, or wear this older pair.
Nika.
Beaver.
Nikki.
Amy.
Or she could stick bamboo under her toenails and kick a ringpost.
