08-12-2012, 06:34 PM
It always did surprise her when Riva used the endearment when addressing her. Strange, but ... welcome in a way that never ceased to make Cateline wonder why. Pushing the thought aside, she rolled her grey eyes and proceeded to pick up another glob of crushed bread to throw it into a nearby bin. It would have been easier to use winds to pick everything up, but so much more conspicuous as well! Hopefully some day soon there would be no need to hide in such a way, but as things were Cateline feared that it would never happen despite her best efforts otherwise.
"Tonight's meeting is still in the works isn't it?" Though she doubted anyone but she would show up at Riva's home. So far she'd had no luck recruiting anyone else to her revolution, well not anyone that had much influence with rival factions who wanted nothing more then to take over France during it's turmoil. It was a struggle simply keeping them from doing so, especially when there was nothing she could do.
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