[Benedikta looks to the other woman, brows raised just so, but she hums her approval before picking up their pace when she hears that laugh, as well as the pained scream, and Benedikta glances up to where the echo comes from, and then—
"Don't touch me!"
It's coming from a rooftop nearby, and gods, does she wish the curse hadn't speckled her shoulders. If she weren't trying to hide her identity from the masses as Garuda's Dominant, she would have unfurled her wings and gone crashing into them only to grab him with her claws, but as it stands, other means would have to be used.
Ugh, she has to run up there on foot.
With one glance at Arlecchino, Benedikta rushes off in the building's direction, and there are some stairs along the side of it in the alleyway that will take them up.]
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"Don't touch me!"
It's coming from a rooftop nearby, and gods, does she wish the curse hadn't speckled her shoulders. If she weren't trying to hide her identity from the masses as Garuda's Dominant, she would have unfurled her wings and gone crashing into them only to grab him with her claws, but as it stands, other means would have to be used.
Ugh, she has to run up there on foot.
With one glance at Arlecchino, Benedikta rushes off in the building's direction, and there are some stairs along the side of it in the alleyway that will take them up.]