OPEN POST; [ VALSA LEY / ORIGINAL ]

[needlecrafts]

❝Do I miss the shadows? The knife edge between life and death, the needlepoint that threads the two together?
I don't know the answer to that anymore.❞

(( but it starts out fine ))

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[nerine]

[Monts shrugs.]

I don't know about being standup, much less a citizen. [She will neither confirm nor deny that she's from around, but she figures she'll roll with whatever punches come about.]

But I'd like to think I turned out decent.

[As she hands him the wallet, her nose wrinkles at the suggestion of the constable.]

I find locals easier to deal with than authority figures, but if it's a last resort, sure.

[Actually...]

You know, I didn't look inside it yet. Maybe there's some identification?

[In that case, it would only get her so far even if it would narrow things down immensely.]

[needlecrafts]

[Valsa can't help but arch a brow at... all of that, really. Not a stand-up citizen, locals being easier to deal with authority figures. Well. The last part isn't wrong, anyway, and who's he to judge?

A shrug.]

Could be! Let's find out, shall we?

[He will reserve the growing questions he has for her later; for now, he fiddles around with the wallet, opening it up.]

Good quality, this, like I said. Either someone will miss it, or not at all.

[Because they'd be rich enough to buy another. Ah, well.

Anything of note inside?]

[nerine]

[It appears that the gentleman who left the wallet behind has the foresight to leave a card that has a name and address that should lead them to a residential area.

That won't, however, help Monts, who clicks her tongue and shakes her head.]

Yup. Can't navigate that. Oh!

[Her face lights up with an idea.]

Can I kidnap you from work? Let's return it together!

[needlecrafts]

[Oh, convenient, and helpful in this case! Valsa blinks, looking over the card before snapping his gaze up to look at her.]

Kidnap me? Oh, well, I...

[He's a bit busy right now, as one can see. But he's also a bit too nice for his own good (usually), and his curiosity is winning over.

It's about time for a break anyway.]

Oh, why not. I must admit, you've colored my curious, and I'm about to go mad, holed up in this shop with no daylight upon me.

[nerine]

Perfect!

[And very boldly, she loops her arm around the corner of his elbow and is already pulling him to the door.]

I'm happy to help air you out. If you get in trouble, just say that there was a pretty girl and they'll totally let you off the hook.

[Riiiight.]