“Forget it,” Adjudicator Weaver said over her shoulder. “It will be packed and ready in short order. Anything that you need for the trip will be placed inside. I hope you don’t care about people looking through your undergarments.”
“I…” Alara began. “What trip?”
“Try to keep up, Moritt. I speak fast and think faster. I can’t stop to explain everything to you whenever you have a question.” The adjudicator reached the stairs ahead and began to take the spiraling wooden steps downwards into the bowels of the building.
Alara finally managed to get the ranks into place after pricking her finger with the pins on the back of the red snake heads only three times. She nearly tumbled down the steps as she chased after the Adjudicator while working to fit her jacket perfectly back in place.
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