[Ivar wasn't sure what made him angrier: that it had likely indeed been her at Yule, trying to deceive him, or the fact she was trying to find a way to suppress Winter's powers. Like Winter was broken or something. Well, he knew exactly what he was going to do about this. By the time he was done, it was likely the whole Quarantine would know how furious he was.]
I know exactly where she is. [He was fingering the knife he always carried, picturing driving it through her throat. He turns to go before turning back.] Thanks for the information.
[He watches the knife, and another chuckle escapes him as he thinks about just how many of those would end up in his chest if Ivar knew exactly what he'd paid for that information.]
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I know exactly where she is. [He was fingering the knife he always carried, picturing driving it through her throat. He turns to go before turning back.] Thanks for the information.
[It had indeed been worth the price.]
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[He watches the knife, and another chuckle escapes him as he thinks about just how many of those would end up in his chest if Ivar knew exactly what he'd paid for that information.]
See you around, kid.