"That so?" The boy asked, turning a cheeky grin Warren's way. "Well, I've got plenty of answers, though I'm awful hungry. Might be hard for me to concentrate on answering them, if you know what I mean."
*Someone call Dickens. Tell him an urchin is missing,* Karla thought sourly at Warren. She was in no mood for games.
"Give us directions to the landen orphanage and we'll give you plenty of money for dinner and breakfast, too."
The boy's expression shifted, sombered. "Well, my lady Queen, I'd love to do that, I really would, but me giving you directions right now wouldn't do you a lick of good. It's locked up tighter than a Blood jewelry store. Doubtful anyone'd answer right now anyway."
"They'll open for me."
Nyles shook his hear regretfully. "None but landen staff there now. The Blood administrators won't be in till mid-morning. No luck getting answers or information or much else till then."
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Date: 2014-07-27 04:21 pm (UTC)*Someone call Dickens. Tell him an urchin is missing,* Karla thought sourly at Warren. She was in no mood for games.
"Give us directions to the landen orphanage and we'll give you plenty of money for dinner and breakfast, too."
The boy's expression shifted, sombered. "Well, my lady Queen, I'd love to do that, I really would, but me giving you directions right now wouldn't do you a lick of good. It's locked up tighter than a Blood jewelry store. Doubtful anyone'd answer right now anyway."
"They'll open for me."
Nyles shook his hear regretfully. "None but landen staff there now. The Blood administrators won't be in till mid-morning. No luck getting answers or information or much else till then."