Senshi: Sailor Iophiel, Seraphic senshi of Illumination
Name: Feivel “Finn” Derouen
Meaning: Feivel is a diminutive of Feibush, the Yiddish form of Phoebus, a Greek name meaning “Bright” or “Pure.” Derouen is a habitational name common among families from Rouen, France.
Age: 20
Birthdate: May 12th
School/Occupation: Junior at New York University, enrolled in the Gallatin School of Individualized Study with a concentration in Environmental Sciences, Conservation, and Wildlife Management. Resident Assistant in a freshman residence hall.
Major NPCs:
Anthony Derouen (Father) (48)
Anthony is an art historian specializing in European art movements from the first half of the 19th century. He works for the National Gallery in a senior administrative position. When Finn was younger, Anthony was active in his scout troop and took him on frequent camping trips and outdoor adventures, but in recent years his health has begun to decline. He has bad arthritis in his knees and is prone to migraine headaches, but tries to act as though nothing is wrong. Finn isn’t fooled, but he likewise pretends not to worry for the sake of his father’s pride.
Gwen Berkowitz Derouen (Mother) (46)
Gwen is a paralegal and active in synagogue social circles and her daughter’s school. Finn finds her embarrassing in the way mothers tend to be, but appreciates that Gwen is supportive of his goals and admires her capacity for unconditional love. She is aggressively politically liberal and gets kind of scary during election season, which is at least part of where Finn gets his willingness to fight for his moral convictions.
Leah Derouen (Younger sister) (16)
An unrepentant private-school brat with a penchant for hair dye, interpreting the dress code within an inch of its life, and playing the guitar (badly). Finn and Leah’s relationship is marked by the usual rivalry you would expect from siblings with their age differences, but Leah looks up to her older brother and seeks his approval… and Finn thinks she’s still on track to turn out okay.
Herschel Berkowitz (Grandfather) (Zeyde) (85)
Herschel Berkowitz has lived a storied life since smuggling himself and his younger sister out of Nazi-occupied Poland as a teenager. With the help of a cousin, Herschel was able to attend trade school to become an electrician, a career that he worked happily in until his late seventies. With his late wife Zelda, Herschel raised three children. Including Finn and Leah, he has nine grandchildren. Herschel lives in a retirement community in Central Florida where assisted living services are available, but he is reluctant to take advantage of them and resents having to give up his independence. Finn greatly admires his grandfather and takes every opportunity to visit him.
Hazel Wong (Co-RA) (20)
Vegetarian hippie film student from the mean streets of a really expensive neighborhood in Portland. Hosts 80s-themed movie nights on a regular basis; attendance isn’t mandatory, but it’s definitely suggested. Finn gets along well with Hazel most of the time, but he finds her tendency to overlook disciplinary infractions frustrating because it puts both of their jobs at risk - he doesn’t care if someone smuggles a six-pack in, but if they find out about it, they’re supposed to write the violators up, not ask them to share.
History
Finn Derouen is the eldest child of Gwen and Anthony Derouen. He was born in New Orleans, Louisiana, where his father was pursuing a Ph.D. in art history at Tulane university. When Finn was four years old, the family moved from New Orleans to Washington, D.C., where his father took a position at the National Gallery. The same year, Finn’s younger sister Leah was born.
Anthony never felt particularly strongly towards his Catholic upbringing, and made no attempt to raise his children as such. With Anthony not pushing one way or the other. Gwen was free to raise Finn and Leah as Jewish, and Finn identifies strongly with the religion. Finn has never been particularly close with his paternal grandparents, a rift widened in recent years by differing political opinions. He is, however, very close with his maternal grandfather, and was close with his maternal grandmother before she passed away some four years ago.
Finn attended a Jewish day school in the Washington, D.C. metropolitan area for elementary and middle school. His teachers from the period described him as bright, and an advanced reader, but a challenging student eager to ask questions and get into age-inappropriate discussions about history and science, never content with “That’s just the way it is.” In eighth grade, Finn tested in the top five percent on the entrance exam for a private prep school, where he went on to attend ninth through twelfth grades. He is the first to admit that he has lived a charmed life.
An active, adventurous child, Finn took to the Boy Scouts from the very first Tiger Cubs pack meeting. He was eager to take on leadership roles among his peers, and was popular and well-liked. As many friends as Finn might have had among his classmates, it was in Scouting where he truly felt at home. While the ranks thinned more and more each year, Finn’s enthusiasm was undiminished all through middle school - he liked everything about hiking, camping, wilderness skills, and had yet to find a better outlet. Freshman year of high school, fueled by hormones and sexual confusion, Finn engaged in a series of “encounters” with another boy in his troop. Although their activities were chaste by adult standards, there was no ambiguity in the organization’s stance. Finn took full responsibility for his actions, and despite being on track to earn Eagle Scout in the next three years, quit scouting.
The experience left a serious impression on him. In the fall of his sophomore year of high school, Finn joined several social action clubs and developed an interest in civil rights and social change. The following year, missing the wilderness component of scouting and armed with a driver’s license, he started a club at his school for students interested in camping, hiking, and outdoorsmanship. His work establishing this club was a key component of his application to NYU.
Since arriving in New York City two and a half years ago, Finn has been an active member of student government and student life, participating in residence hall councils before becoming an RA, and joining numerous clubs. He has dated casually and is openly gay, but considers himself too busy to actually be in a serious relationship.
Personality
Optimistic, and open-minded, Finn is quick to strike up a conversation and makes new friends easily. At the first floor meeting of the year, he told his residents that his door is always open - and he meant it. He laughs easily and often and speaks with casual charisma, peppering his statements with pop-cultural references and wit as it comes to him, never hesitating to lighten a situation with humor if he thinks it calls for it.
Finn believes in conflict resolution and fair deals. As a mediator, he’d rather have both sides talk it out than encourage a fight, and likes to have facts before making decisions. Fundamentally honest, he finds it difficult to take advantage of situations where another party’s oversight or error serves to benefit him, whether it’s a teacher misgrading an exam or a cashier undercharging him. On the other hand, when Finn encounters a situation he perceives as being unfair or prejudiced, he is quick to look for solutions - and also quick to argue. He has never been one to be content with the status quo, should the status quo be stupid.
Finn does not do well with solitude and loneliness, except for when given adequate distraction. Despite making friends easily, he often feels insecure in relationships and needs to be reassured that his friends still care about him, his actions, and his continued existence. He goes out of his way to engage others because he dislikes being alone; isolation tends to make him anxious and moody. He fears rejection, and while he tells people that he is too busy for anything more than casual dating and no-commitment hooking up, the truth is that he likes to keep people just close enough to feel important but just far enough away that they can’t hurt him.
Appearance
Finn stands five feet, eight inches tall and is slightly stocky, weighing one hundred and seventy pounds. He has bright blue eyes and fluffy, light brown hair worn short, but not in anything even approaching a buzz, and a truly atrocious amount of freckles. He favors comfortable, casual clothes, but doesn’t dress sloppily - jeans and khakis, button-ups, the occasional ironic vintage tee-shirt, topped with an unbuttoned flannel in cooler weather. These sartorial choices are almost always matched with a pair of hiking boots, and he hauls all of his books and his laptop around campus in an olive green canvas satchel.
Fuku
Sailor Iophiel’s appearance is mostly inspired by Byzantine depictions of angels. The main part of Sailor Iophiel’s fuku is comprised of a cream-colored thigh-length tunic with gold edging around the bottom, with an orange sailor collar attached at the top. The back of the collar flares into five distinct points, giving it a feathered look. His collar is clasped with a simple gold broach, and a rose-colored ribbon encrusted with fire opals descends from the broach and ends roughly near his knees. Similar, but longer, ribbons attach to his tunic at the back, in addition to a pair of even longer, slightly translucent orange ribbons. In place of a traditional tiara, Sailor Iophiel’s head is encircled by a crooked halo made of gold.
Still, perhaps the most striking part of Sailor Iophiel’s appearance is his limbs. His arms and legs are wrapped in cloth from finger to shoulder and from toe to hip. Rosy light escapes from any gaps, and if Sailor Iophiel were to untie the cloth, it would be revealed that his body is made of light.
Transformation
Sailor Iophiel’s relic is a pendant set with a large, predominantly orange fire opal, strung on a fine gold chain. To transform, Finn grasps the pendant and calls out, “Iophiel, by your light, illuminate me!” Golden light then encases him, beginning with his fingers and toes and spreading up his limbs and engulfing his torso. Seven seconds later, the light fades to reveal the fully-transformed Sailor Iophiel.
Powers
Weapon: Sailor Iophiel carries Ner, a Turkish-style lantern hanging from a long staff (6’), which glows with rosy light and that he can use similarly to a flail in battle. Upon awakening, Iophiel is not very skilled in using Ner, but over time becomes more confident with its balance and capabilities. Using Ner effectively to do blunt-force damage requires a great deal of speed, confidence, and dexterity, as it works best when there is momentum behind it.
First Attack: “Truthful Illumination” - Iophiel undoes his bindings to his wrists, allowing his light to shine and illuminate the field of battle, for a ten-foot radius around him. Iophiel’s light reveal’s his adversary’s true intention, making it impossible to lie to him or perform sneak attacks. He may use this power for up to 120 seconds out of every 24 hours.
Explanation
Angels of Love and Light describes Iophiel as follows:
He Stirs feelings through Radiation of Illumination and into aspiration for spiritual things. He helps in absorbing information, studying for and passing tests, dissolution of ignorance, pride, and narrow-mindedness, and exposure of wrongdoing in governments and corporations. Jophiel helps in fighting pollution, cleaning up our planet and brings to mankind the gift of Beauty. He also provides inspiration for artistic and intellectual thought providing help with artistic projects and to see the beautiful things around us.
I have chosen primarily byzantine influences for Iophiel’s appearance, as I believe that these depictions of angels lend an air of gravitas and theatricality that I feel appropriate for sailor senshi. I chose primarily golds, pinks, and oranges for Iophiel’s color scheme to represent sunrise, which I feel ties into his theme of “illumination” quite nicely, as does his body literally being made of light. His weapon, a lantern, further drives home the theme, while his weapon’s name, Ner, is the Hebrew word for light, candle, or lamp as found in the construction ner tamid, “eternal flame.”
For Iophiel’s powers, I am currently drawing from the interpretation of illumination as exposure of wrongdoing, and as he grows intend to explore other applications. Finn’s personality and interests certainly mesh with the description of Iophiel that I have included above.
Another reason for Iophiel’s appearance, primarily that he is made of light, is because I plan to play on his ancientness and how different he is from Finn’s civilian presentation. While they are the same person on some levels, Iophiel is far more regal and serious than Finn could ever hope to be - at least at the moment. He carries himself as an angel among men and a prince among angels, assuming a human form for mortal comprehension, when his true nature is a being of infinite radiance.
Writing Sample
It was late. That much Finn knew without even looking at the clock, just from the heaviness of his eyes and the pounding in his head. He set down the book, feeling like a sleeper jostled from a dream. Yes, this was familiar. Here were the library stacks. Here was the track lighting, fluorescent tubes buzzing. He’d concentrated on catching up on reading for as long as he could, but his head hurt too much. Finn reached for his phone.
11:45 PM stared at him when the screen clicked on. Well, that made sense, he thought dully. He’d gone out to the Subway on La Guardia at what… five? Finn got to his knees and packed up his things - laptop, books, headphones, notebook. He liked studying on the floor in the stacks better than any of the desks - more room to spread out. Starbucks was still open, he figured, trudging towards the line of elevators. Bobst Library had a strange energy during finals; like thousands of people consigned to the gallows, all lined up and trying, desperately, to earn a reprieve.
So anyway, he wound up at Starbucks in a line behind five chattering freshman girls in a rainbow of Ugg boots, brushing snow out of his hair and blinking up at the menu board like Emperor Constantine having visions of the cross. Maybe he’d been in the library too long. What the fuck is a cinnamon-dolce triple vanilla frappe and why would I want one when it’s snowing outside, he texted Hazel, trusting she’d have insights that were beyond him at this point in the night.
While he waited for the girls in front of him to make up their minds, he took the book he’d been reading out of his bag and checked how many pages he had left. Maybe another three hours of reading, he guessed, for a final in the morning. Better make it a venti. His phone buzzed.
Masochism, suggested Hazel. How do you feel about Insomnia Cookies? I’m assuming you’re down by Bobst… You coming back soon? You could pick up two dozen and we could call it a study break. Which, honestly, sounded better to Finn than waiting for the indecision squad to get their overly-complicated orders straight.
Consider it done, my fair lady, he replied, thumbs tapping against his phone’s screen as he headed back out onto Fourth Street. But I’m getting some oatmeal raisin.
Traitor, said Hazel.
Finn laughed into his scarf.
Name: Feivel “Finn” Derouen
Meaning: Feivel is a diminutive of Feibush, the Yiddish form of Phoebus, a Greek name meaning “Bright” or “Pure.” Derouen is a habitational name common among families from Rouen, France.
Age: 20
Birthdate: May 12th
School/Occupation: Junior at New York University, enrolled in the Gallatin School of Individualized Study with a concentration in Environmental Sciences, Conservation, and Wildlife Management. Resident Assistant in a freshman residence hall.
Major NPCs:
Anthony Derouen (Father) (48)
Anthony is an art historian specializing in European art movements from the first half of the 19th century. He works for the National Gallery in a senior administrative position. When Finn was younger, Anthony was active in his scout troop and took him on frequent camping trips and outdoor adventures, but in recent years his health has begun to decline. He has bad arthritis in his knees and is prone to migraine headaches, but tries to act as though nothing is wrong. Finn isn’t fooled, but he likewise pretends not to worry for the sake of his father’s pride.
Gwen Berkowitz Derouen (Mother) (46)
Gwen is a paralegal and active in synagogue social circles and her daughter’s school. Finn finds her embarrassing in the way mothers tend to be, but appreciates that Gwen is supportive of his goals and admires her capacity for unconditional love. She is aggressively politically liberal and gets kind of scary during election season, which is at least part of where Finn gets his willingness to fight for his moral convictions.
Leah Derouen (Younger sister) (16)
An unrepentant private-school brat with a penchant for hair dye, interpreting the dress code within an inch of its life, and playing the guitar (badly). Finn and Leah’s relationship is marked by the usual rivalry you would expect from siblings with their age differences, but Leah looks up to her older brother and seeks his approval… and Finn thinks she’s still on track to turn out okay.
Herschel Berkowitz (Grandfather) (Zeyde) (85)
Herschel Berkowitz has lived a storied life since smuggling himself and his younger sister out of Nazi-occupied Poland as a teenager. With the help of a cousin, Herschel was able to attend trade school to become an electrician, a career that he worked happily in until his late seventies. With his late wife Zelda, Herschel raised three children. Including Finn and Leah, he has nine grandchildren. Herschel lives in a retirement community in Central Florida where assisted living services are available, but he is reluctant to take advantage of them and resents having to give up his independence. Finn greatly admires his grandfather and takes every opportunity to visit him.
Hazel Wong (Co-RA) (20)
Vegetarian hippie film student from the mean streets of a really expensive neighborhood in Portland. Hosts 80s-themed movie nights on a regular basis; attendance isn’t mandatory, but it’s definitely suggested. Finn gets along well with Hazel most of the time, but he finds her tendency to overlook disciplinary infractions frustrating because it puts both of their jobs at risk - he doesn’t care if someone smuggles a six-pack in, but if they find out about it, they’re supposed to write the violators up, not ask them to share.
History
Finn Derouen is the eldest child of Gwen and Anthony Derouen. He was born in New Orleans, Louisiana, where his father was pursuing a Ph.D. in art history at Tulane university. When Finn was four years old, the family moved from New Orleans to Washington, D.C., where his father took a position at the National Gallery. The same year, Finn’s younger sister Leah was born.
Anthony never felt particularly strongly towards his Catholic upbringing, and made no attempt to raise his children as such. With Anthony not pushing one way or the other. Gwen was free to raise Finn and Leah as Jewish, and Finn identifies strongly with the religion. Finn has never been particularly close with his paternal grandparents, a rift widened in recent years by differing political opinions. He is, however, very close with his maternal grandfather, and was close with his maternal grandmother before she passed away some four years ago.
Finn attended a Jewish day school in the Washington, D.C. metropolitan area for elementary and middle school. His teachers from the period described him as bright, and an advanced reader, but a challenging student eager to ask questions and get into age-inappropriate discussions about history and science, never content with “That’s just the way it is.” In eighth grade, Finn tested in the top five percent on the entrance exam for a private prep school, where he went on to attend ninth through twelfth grades. He is the first to admit that he has lived a charmed life.
An active, adventurous child, Finn took to the Boy Scouts from the very first Tiger Cubs pack meeting. He was eager to take on leadership roles among his peers, and was popular and well-liked. As many friends as Finn might have had among his classmates, it was in Scouting where he truly felt at home. While the ranks thinned more and more each year, Finn’s enthusiasm was undiminished all through middle school - he liked everything about hiking, camping, wilderness skills, and had yet to find a better outlet. Freshman year of high school, fueled by hormones and sexual confusion, Finn engaged in a series of “encounters” with another boy in his troop. Although their activities were chaste by adult standards, there was no ambiguity in the organization’s stance. Finn took full responsibility for his actions, and despite being on track to earn Eagle Scout in the next three years, quit scouting.
The experience left a serious impression on him. In the fall of his sophomore year of high school, Finn joined several social action clubs and developed an interest in civil rights and social change. The following year, missing the wilderness component of scouting and armed with a driver’s license, he started a club at his school for students interested in camping, hiking, and outdoorsmanship. His work establishing this club was a key component of his application to NYU.
Since arriving in New York City two and a half years ago, Finn has been an active member of student government and student life, participating in residence hall councils before becoming an RA, and joining numerous clubs. He has dated casually and is openly gay, but considers himself too busy to actually be in a serious relationship.
Personality
Optimistic, and open-minded, Finn is quick to strike up a conversation and makes new friends easily. At the first floor meeting of the year, he told his residents that his door is always open - and he meant it. He laughs easily and often and speaks with casual charisma, peppering his statements with pop-cultural references and wit as it comes to him, never hesitating to lighten a situation with humor if he thinks it calls for it.
Finn believes in conflict resolution and fair deals. As a mediator, he’d rather have both sides talk it out than encourage a fight, and likes to have facts before making decisions. Fundamentally honest, he finds it difficult to take advantage of situations where another party’s oversight or error serves to benefit him, whether it’s a teacher misgrading an exam or a cashier undercharging him. On the other hand, when Finn encounters a situation he perceives as being unfair or prejudiced, he is quick to look for solutions - and also quick to argue. He has never been one to be content with the status quo, should the status quo be stupid.
Finn does not do well with solitude and loneliness, except for when given adequate distraction. Despite making friends easily, he often feels insecure in relationships and needs to be reassured that his friends still care about him, his actions, and his continued existence. He goes out of his way to engage others because he dislikes being alone; isolation tends to make him anxious and moody. He fears rejection, and while he tells people that he is too busy for anything more than casual dating and no-commitment hooking up, the truth is that he likes to keep people just close enough to feel important but just far enough away that they can’t hurt him.
Appearance
Finn stands five feet, eight inches tall and is slightly stocky, weighing one hundred and seventy pounds. He has bright blue eyes and fluffy, light brown hair worn short, but not in anything even approaching a buzz, and a truly atrocious amount of freckles. He favors comfortable, casual clothes, but doesn’t dress sloppily - jeans and khakis, button-ups, the occasional ironic vintage tee-shirt, topped with an unbuttoned flannel in cooler weather. These sartorial choices are almost always matched with a pair of hiking boots, and he hauls all of his books and his laptop around campus in an olive green canvas satchel.
Fuku
Sailor Iophiel’s appearance is mostly inspired by Byzantine depictions of angels. The main part of Sailor Iophiel’s fuku is comprised of a cream-colored thigh-length tunic with gold edging around the bottom, with an orange sailor collar attached at the top. The back of the collar flares into five distinct points, giving it a feathered look. His collar is clasped with a simple gold broach, and a rose-colored ribbon encrusted with fire opals descends from the broach and ends roughly near his knees. Similar, but longer, ribbons attach to his tunic at the back, in addition to a pair of even longer, slightly translucent orange ribbons. In place of a traditional tiara, Sailor Iophiel’s head is encircled by a crooked halo made of gold.
Still, perhaps the most striking part of Sailor Iophiel’s appearance is his limbs. His arms and legs are wrapped in cloth from finger to shoulder and from toe to hip. Rosy light escapes from any gaps, and if Sailor Iophiel were to untie the cloth, it would be revealed that his body is made of light.
Transformation
Sailor Iophiel’s relic is a pendant set with a large, predominantly orange fire opal, strung on a fine gold chain. To transform, Finn grasps the pendant and calls out, “Iophiel, by your light, illuminate me!” Golden light then encases him, beginning with his fingers and toes and spreading up his limbs and engulfing his torso. Seven seconds later, the light fades to reveal the fully-transformed Sailor Iophiel.
Powers
Weapon: Sailor Iophiel carries Ner, a Turkish-style lantern hanging from a long staff (6’), which glows with rosy light and that he can use similarly to a flail in battle. Upon awakening, Iophiel is not very skilled in using Ner, but over time becomes more confident with its balance and capabilities. Using Ner effectively to do blunt-force damage requires a great deal of speed, confidence, and dexterity, as it works best when there is momentum behind it.
First Attack: “Truthful Illumination” - Iophiel undoes his bindings to his wrists, allowing his light to shine and illuminate the field of battle, for a ten-foot radius around him. Iophiel’s light reveal’s his adversary’s true intention, making it impossible to lie to him or perform sneak attacks. He may use this power for up to 120 seconds out of every 24 hours.
Explanation
Angels of Love and Light describes Iophiel as follows:
He Stirs feelings through Radiation of Illumination and into aspiration for spiritual things. He helps in absorbing information, studying for and passing tests, dissolution of ignorance, pride, and narrow-mindedness, and exposure of wrongdoing in governments and corporations. Jophiel helps in fighting pollution, cleaning up our planet and brings to mankind the gift of Beauty. He also provides inspiration for artistic and intellectual thought providing help with artistic projects and to see the beautiful things around us.
I have chosen primarily byzantine influences for Iophiel’s appearance, as I believe that these depictions of angels lend an air of gravitas and theatricality that I feel appropriate for sailor senshi. I chose primarily golds, pinks, and oranges for Iophiel’s color scheme to represent sunrise, which I feel ties into his theme of “illumination” quite nicely, as does his body literally being made of light. His weapon, a lantern, further drives home the theme, while his weapon’s name, Ner, is the Hebrew word for light, candle, or lamp as found in the construction ner tamid, “eternal flame.”
For Iophiel’s powers, I am currently drawing from the interpretation of illumination as exposure of wrongdoing, and as he grows intend to explore other applications. Finn’s personality and interests certainly mesh with the description of Iophiel that I have included above.
Another reason for Iophiel’s appearance, primarily that he is made of light, is because I plan to play on his ancientness and how different he is from Finn’s civilian presentation. While they are the same person on some levels, Iophiel is far more regal and serious than Finn could ever hope to be - at least at the moment. He carries himself as an angel among men and a prince among angels, assuming a human form for mortal comprehension, when his true nature is a being of infinite radiance.
Writing Sample
It was late. That much Finn knew without even looking at the clock, just from the heaviness of his eyes and the pounding in his head. He set down the book, feeling like a sleeper jostled from a dream. Yes, this was familiar. Here were the library stacks. Here was the track lighting, fluorescent tubes buzzing. He’d concentrated on catching up on reading for as long as he could, but his head hurt too much. Finn reached for his phone.
11:45 PM stared at him when the screen clicked on. Well, that made sense, he thought dully. He’d gone out to the Subway on La Guardia at what… five? Finn got to his knees and packed up his things - laptop, books, headphones, notebook. He liked studying on the floor in the stacks better than any of the desks - more room to spread out. Starbucks was still open, he figured, trudging towards the line of elevators. Bobst Library had a strange energy during finals; like thousands of people consigned to the gallows, all lined up and trying, desperately, to earn a reprieve.
So anyway, he wound up at Starbucks in a line behind five chattering freshman girls in a rainbow of Ugg boots, brushing snow out of his hair and blinking up at the menu board like Emperor Constantine having visions of the cross. Maybe he’d been in the library too long. What the fuck is a cinnamon-dolce triple vanilla frappe and why would I want one when it’s snowing outside, he texted Hazel, trusting she’d have insights that were beyond him at this point in the night.
While he waited for the girls in front of him to make up their minds, he took the book he’d been reading out of his bag and checked how many pages he had left. Maybe another three hours of reading, he guessed, for a final in the morning. Better make it a venti. His phone buzzed.
Masochism, suggested Hazel. How do you feel about Insomnia Cookies? I’m assuming you’re down by Bobst… You coming back soon? You could pick up two dozen and we could call it a study break. Which, honestly, sounded better to Finn than waiting for the indecision squad to get their overly-complicated orders straight.
Consider it done, my fair lady, he replied, thumbs tapping against his phone’s screen as he headed back out onto Fourth Street. But I’m getting some oatmeal raisin.
Traitor, said Hazel.
Finn laughed into his scarf.