Alstromeria
Florian Society Member
Curve shrugged. "More valuable than daylight. And plentiful as well." Curve snarled at anyone who came close to him in the warehouse, and was avoided by the workers. They probably didn't know who he was yet, but they certainly knew he wasn't someone you messed with. Getting back in the van, not the least bit curious about the package (it wasn't his business afterall), or Ivory's brother, he held onto his handle in the van, more relaxed this time. The shipping company's warehouse was a place he added to the "important" file in his brain. He'd send fudge and jackal to talk to the person who controlled this turf, if anyone. One thing was certain, he'd need this company under his thumb to maximize transport from here to Vacuo.