wraithes: (020.)
unarmored. ([personal profile] wraithes) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs 2019-02-28 06:20 pm (UTC)

[ she ignores the barb, allowing her eyes to shift to watch him work, always curious and interested in the shift of kaz's hands, the gentle way he picks the locks without any real difficulty at all. he is truly a magician of the highest caliber, if con artists could wield magic. and, most annoyingly, she knows that kaz is going to unlock this door in under a minute, which means inej is stuck with either an apology or dinner, apparently. not both.

but then there's a crack, and she sees an almost comical expression of shock on kaz's face, and inej shifts, resting a shoulder against the wall of the ship to look down over his arm, at the piece of pick in his gloved hands. broken.

she never thought she would see the day where she would enjoy watching kaz brekker fail at something, but her eyebrows arch slightly, and she glances at her watch nonchalantly. a minute gone, and the door still locked. saints alive, kaz brekker was stopped by a door. ]


My time is not a prize to be won, but I'll consider your offer.

[ jerk. and she gracefully straightens, pushing herself up off the wall to stand properly, pulling her sleeve back over her watch. and, because if kaz insulted her, inej was going to return the favor: ]

I suppose we'll just need to find an easier door.

[ (: ]

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