[ She's been waiting. A little further away, not anywhere where she's completely obvious, but she's been staking out the place. Waiting. Wondering when she's going to call it quits for the night. There's nothing more to it than that. She's hidden from sight, breathing steady. Plotting out in her head how she's going to do this. How she'll make this work.
Lilith would most likely see her from any angle, and she had to test earlier how long it'd take for one of her bombs to detonate on its own, if she wanted to control it herself. Plus, it wasn't what she wanted at this point. It wouldn't work.
Which is why as soon as Lilith leaves Splendor Love, she's there. She's not hidden. She's staring a hole in the Darkstalker, present and untransformed, basket dangling from her arm. Back to the old cape and cloak, back to how she looked before. The only thing that hasn't changed back is her face. The expression that if Lilith could parse, was more than "I'm tired," and less than "Let's play!"
Play time was over. The Darkhunter has arrived, giving Lilith time to react to her presence alone. ]
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november 11th, late night - action
Lilith would most likely see her from any angle, and she had to test earlier how long it'd take for one of her bombs to detonate on its own, if she wanted to control it herself. Plus, it wasn't what she wanted at this point. It wouldn't work.
Which is why as soon as Lilith leaves Splendor Love, she's there. She's not hidden. She's staring a hole in the Darkstalker, present and untransformed, basket dangling from her arm. Back to the old cape and cloak, back to how she looked before. The only thing that hasn't changed back is her face. The expression that if Lilith could parse, was more than "I'm tired," and less than "Let's play!"
Play time was over. The Darkhunter has arrived, giving Lilith time to react to her presence alone. ]