I don't think a whole lot is going to happen this chapter. But who knows?
I.O.N.
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Dylan was already reaching for Charter's hand when Lila spoke up, "Before we agree to anything, what kind of information are you expecting from us?"
"Oh, nothing much."
By now even Dylan was starting to see where Lila's hesitance was coming from. "I think we should be the ones to decide if the information is too much or not. What would you even do with it?"
"You could say that I am a collector of sorts. I find bits of information and trade them for other bits." Charter smirked, "Of course if you aren't willing to part with the things I am asking for, then I'm sure I can find someone who would."
"Can we have some time to think about it?"
"Take all the time you want, but please understand. Once I leave this room, the offer is off the table."
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The entire crew waited anxiously for Marinette to decide on what to do next. Though anxious was probably the wrong word to use, it was more of a concerned boredom. She hadn't steered them wrong yet.
Marinette was sat behind her desk, planning their next move. While everyone would be needing money sooner or later, they also desperately needed a break. If Alya was right, and it was time to try for another search, then it could help them out tremendously. But as always, there was the chance that they would come back empty-handed after searching for months and being forced to work twice as hard just to stay alive.
Trying to rid herself of her budding headache, Marinette stood up and began to pace. It seemed that no matter what she decided to do there was just as valid a reason not to. If they kept doing what they were doing, they could gather the money they needed, but her crew would be exhausted and eventually need just as long a break if not longer. It felt like there was no winning.
With an exhausted sigh, she sat down once again and pulled out her designing journal. Hoping all of her frustrations would give her a few ideas. Turns out, all of the conflicting emotions rolling around in Marinette's head produced a lot of ideas. She was in the middle of creating a captain's hat for Paon when someone knocked on her door. With a distracted, "Come in!" from Marinette, still locked in inspiration, Adrien entered the most feared pirate captain's quarters, bearing gifts of hot chocolate and food.
"Hey, Captain."
Marinette snapped to attention, a blush rising to her cheeks at being caught with her journal. "A-Adrien! What's going on? W-why are you here?"
The young cat laughed, "You've been locked in this cabin all day. I thought you could use some food."
Her blush deepened when her stomach growled in appreciation of food. "T-thanks."
"No problem M'lady."
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I had to add that last bit. I really did.
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