[ When the cold cold cold staff presses to the back of her neck, a surge of energy rushes through Sigyn like a sharp jolt, jolting her out of her short sleep and causing her to bolt to her feet, heart racing and thumping in her chest. ]
Yes! Greetings! Fare thee well! [ She stumbles a little, feet tired, and places a fly-by kiss on Jack's cheek before spinning around and, grabbing bits of her skirt into her hands, starts rushing to The Flop. ]
Action.
Yes! Greetings! Fare thee well! [ She stumbles a little, feet tired, and places a fly-by kiss on Jack's cheek before spinning around and, grabbing bits of her skirt into her hands, starts rushing to The Flop. ]