Paid
Pi's announcement was music to her ears. At last the bidding was over, yet at the same time Thistle fancied the fact that bidding was not as complex this year. Although, the shade had to keep her pocket in check rather than going all out on things should could not attend to.
She stood by the bar musing over her winnings. She enthused about getting to know the mystic more.Thistle was quiet the busy bee of the underworld as of late but the auction had given her a chance to let her hair down and have some required fun. What better than fun with one in which she sorta knows. Thistle turned towards the bartender. Quickly swallowed the last drop of bitter red liquid. The glass met with a little more than a clink to the bar. Blonde locks brushed over her shoulder as she turned to pass through the room of bidders.
