<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://i62.tinypic.com/3534gw5.jpg)<br/><em>Empty Sky (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=230865.msg11344524#msg11346757)</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Health</strong>: Unhurt    <strong>PDV:</strong> 9   <strong>MDV:</strong> 6<br/><strong>Essence:</strong> 30/40 (peripheral) | 17/17 (personal) | 10 (committed)<br/><strong>Effects:</strong> Water Adaptation, Inexhaustible<br/></div><hr/></div><br/>Sky looked at the bloody message and couldn't make any amount of sense from it. Maybe one of the others would have better luck, assuming noone washed it up by the time their meeting finished.<br/><br/>She fingered the scroll case on her belt again, wondering just what sort of task her superiors had given her this time. Maybe a simple smash and grab, probably something that would require more subtlety. "Well shit."<br/><br/>The brawler mumbled to herself about having to hide so much and walked back in. She pilfered another drink on her way to the room, falling into one of the seats and reading over their orders carefully.<br/><br/>"All this for some book?" She tossed her letter onto the table, "Is this thing really all that- oh"<br/><br/>A fierce grin sread on her face when Dancer sauntered over and plopped herself down. Sky threw an arm over the woman's shoulder, letting her hand dangle over her immense chest. "Now that is something I can understand."<br/><br/>"So, I don't know about you all, but besides what these letters say I have no idea of where to start. Though I figure I could just go picking fights with people until I find one who knows something if it comes down to it." It was a strategy that had worked out well for her in the past. Whenever she just let herself go things just had a habit of going her way.