Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26709630-20160228222353/@comment-26874253-20160310004625

When Airmé stopped suddenly, she persued the hooded figure a few more paces down the hallway, almost managing to grasp the hem of the cloak, but she just missed. In these shoes, she knew she would never catch them, and it would take too much time for her to kick her heels off. Obviously she wasn't dressed for perusing crooks. "Zût."