Birds of a feather - Cyrus & Alya'te
The voice was strong, and powerful, he could tell it was an hones to gods threat about calling her lass one more time would most likely be the end of him.
The man sighed as he began to talk.
"Sorry about that, it’s a habit whenever I talk to a girl, to me, it’s better than ‘girlie’ or ‘woman’ ya know? Plus, I can’t entirely see, so giving you a nickname would be pointless. Most girls don’t mind lass, but if you don’t want me to call you that, then at least grace me with your name." the man gave a chuckle as he’d stand properly as he raised a hand, his right hand
"The name is Cyrus. A pleasure to meet you." He told her.
"You can't see?"
Her raised eyebrow remained in place at his statement.This man was just full of surprise. She felt a little bit more respect for the man in front of her but at the same time felt a small bubble of rage. How in the world did the man in before her manage to not only accomplish the jobs she would take herself flawlessly but also manage to avoid her pursuit for what was her a lengthy amount of time?
If she hadn't been so adamant to speak with him she probably would have expressed her annoyance. Taking his hand into her own Alya'te shook his hand.
"My name is Alya'te. Good to know the name of the person who's been leading me on a wild goose chase."

















