Christy's - Fine Tea and Delicious Pastries

[Melanie Tyler]

"Don't worry, I'll write. Just try not to get yourself shot in the meantime, okay?"

Life was strange in the cards it dealt. Tyler accepted Page's hand, swinging to her feet. Inwardly, she resolved that that day wouldn't be the last time she stood on Bretonian soil. Outcasts or no, she'd heard whispers of the Navy mobilizing their ships to assist the beleaguered Leeds. They were just rumors, but if it was true, then there was still a chance she would make it back. In the meantime though; there were other things to attend to.

"Cocktails hmm?" Tyler's lips curled into the sort of smile more commonly seen on animals with rather more teeth. The sort of smile that haunted the nightmares of sheep everywhere. Without breaking eye contact, she tapped her watch. "You know, I think it's seven o'clock back on Riverside."

Without waiting for Thomas' response, she grabbed the Bretonian's hand and tugged him out of the Tea House.

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