Valkyrie blinked and stared at Tanith. "Dominatrix?"
Tanith shrugged. "I wear leather."
"Dominatrix?"
"Talk to Ghastly sometime. Saffron, we need blueprints of the Temple. Quiver's office, specifically. Or anywhere Quiver is likely to be and no one else is. A photograph would be best, but..."
Valkyrie was struck by the sudden and inexplicable urge to actually ask Ghastly. She banished it immediately. There were many things she wanted to know about her friend and surrogate big sister, but that... really wasn't one of them. She'd never given a single thought to why Tanith always wore leather. Now, unfortunately, she couldn't stop thinking about it.
In an effort to get her mind off the idea, Valkyrie observed Saffron the way Skulduggery was always telling her to observe people. It didn't really yield anything they didn't already know. "So you can relax," she tacked on to Tanith's last statement, after she noticed that the ex-Necromancer was tense and on the edge of her seat. Or ex-Temple member, anyway. Whatever. "You're not in any danger and we're not here to yell at you. We just need a drawing."
It was amazing how asking someone for a drawing was still so much more interesting than anything Valkyrie had learned at school that day. If she wasn't going to be allowed out alone with Skulduggery for the rest of the school year, she was going to go insane from the boredom. Or go stir-crazy, at the very least.
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Tanith shrugged. "I wear leather."
"Dominatrix?"
"Talk to Ghastly sometime. Saffron, we need blueprints of the Temple. Quiver's office, specifically. Or anywhere Quiver is likely to be and no one else is. A photograph would be best, but..."
Valkyrie was struck by the sudden and inexplicable urge to actually ask Ghastly. She banished it immediately. There were many things she wanted to know about her friend and surrogate big sister, but that... really wasn't one of them. She'd never given a single thought to why Tanith always wore leather. Now, unfortunately, she couldn't stop thinking about it.
In an effort to get her mind off the idea, Valkyrie observed Saffron the way Skulduggery was always telling her to observe people. It didn't really yield anything they didn't already know. "So you can relax," she tacked on to Tanith's last statement, after she noticed that the ex-Necromancer was tense and on the edge of her seat. Or ex-Temple member, anyway. Whatever. "You're not in any danger and we're not here to yell at you. We just need a drawing."
It was amazing how asking someone for a drawing was still so much more interesting than anything Valkyrie had learned at school that day. If she wasn't going to be allowed out alone with Skulduggery for the rest of the school year, she was going to go insane from the boredom. Or go stir-crazy, at the very least.