Ophelia isn’t pleased.
Anders isn’t pleased that Ophelia isn’t pleased, because at the end of the day, hey, he’s cleaning up anyone who manages to crawl back to the clinic.
Aveline isn’t pleased that she’s off-duty doing this.
Isabela isn’t pleased that Aveline isn’t pleased.
Everyone isn’t pleased, basically.
Until that merchant came strolling past them.
Leaping onto their feet, they chased after him, until Isabela and Ophelia caught up, a hand on each side of his shoulder.
“Hold it right there.”
Of course, Aveline was a good wall, erm, tank to stop the merchant from going any further.
The merchant freezed up. He shrank in size at being surrounded.
“So,” Ophelia tapped her jaw. “I noticed something very important missing.”
Sweat broke out on the merchant’s forehead, dripping down his face. No doubt he felt Isabela’s blade to his back.
Ophelia looked at the merchant as she loosened her grip on him. “Listen. I believe a particular shipping of mine is missing or late. Just checking up where it went is all we are doing.”
The merchant eyed both women, with Aveline to the side with Anders, letting Isabela and Ophelia handle this.
Isabela’s words cut him short. “The shipping of my book is late, sweet thing. That spicy Antivan one. The one with thepop-ups.”
“Wait, wait, wait. That is my book, Isabela!” Ophelia frowned.
Isabela pouted. “But you promise to lend it to me when it came in!”
“Yeah, when I finish reading it! And emphasis on lend.”
“More like when we are finished reading it, Lia,” chimed in Anders, rubbing his forehead.
Isabela looked at Anders with a twinkle in her eyes. “Oooo. Mind if I come join along when it is reading time?”
“You are certainly not welcome!” Anders’ disapproval was clear on his face. Along with that blush that was evidently creeping up on his face.
Ophelia butted in. “I certainly don’t mind inviting Isabela to come along.” A wicked grin was on her face.
“Guys,” Aveline spoke, breaking the argument. “I hate to say this to you, but the merchant is gone if you want to question him about your shipment, Hawke.”
Isabela, Ophelia and Anders looked down to see that the merchant had slinked away from their grasp.
((Apologises to Ash for not answering this in ages. Procrastination got in the way :|))