Sipping the mug of coffee, the commotion outside caught her attention. Glancing out the window, she sees a man holding a boy... hostage? The words came out blurry, but it sounded like a threat to all those in the area.
Fortunately, she was safe within the inn she had reside in since the previous night. Taking another sip, she sat to watch the event unfold in her foreign clothing. Sleeveless collared shirt hid her neck as two strings with bells attached to them dangled softly on top of her breasts. Fingerless black gloves made of leather hugged up to her elbows. Belts decorated in more golden bells, accompanied by a frilly skirt. Stockings in leather boots with heels completed clothing. Since she was a Deoian, she hid her ears in hats and hair decoration to avoid suspicious looks of those less accepting of her kinds.
Closing those orange orbs, she took another sip out of the fresh brew coffee that has been drowned in warm milk.
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Thu Jan 14, 2010 4:39 am
