Quinn Nuborne

Wine connoisseur. Book enthusiast. Assassin. #ftrp

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

@ThreadPriestess —seemingly inquiring about the purpose of the web.

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

Pretends to not notice.

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

@ThreadPriestess Her brows furrowed with confusion laced across her expression.

The hand holding Caara’s head shifted around to wrap around her neck while she pointed the dagger at her own face, now gesturing to the webbing still there.

“?” A quiet hrm was heard from Quinn. Her gestures—

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

@ThreadPriestess —scowled through the aggravating webbing over her face, but nonetheless pushed the tip of the blade against her skin, daring her to try something else.

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

@ThreadPriestess In the moment that it took for Caara to shoot the web out, Quinn was already lurched forward with an arm wrapped around the woman’s head at breakneck speed. In her free hand, the bluenette held a dagger to Caara’s throat that was exposed by her pulling her head back.

Quinn—

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

Still meditating.

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Sat cross-legged in the audience stands at the first live event of #FMF.

Eyes closed and meditating before the match begins.

[Quinn Nuborne @PoisedReversal]

Sat cross-legged in the audience stands at the first live event of #FMF.

Eyes closed and meditating before the match begins.