The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

While Caritas was happening, the other club in town was quiet. And seemed to have all its correct inventory, both of which were things she approved of.

She'd also poured herself a glass of mock-brandy, and was spending most of her evening at the ax range. It was just that sort of night, somehow.

[ooc: No ocd because it is too hot and I am tired.]