Consciousness
Well, yes, Leon had a rather eloquent matter of speech and a strong vocabulary. Very wordy, as it were. It came with the territory, though, being raised in such an affluent part of the capital. Whether or not he was a noble in legal terms, though… He raised a brow.
"What, you weren’t paying attention when you got here? It’s in the morning before the crack of dawn." Leon ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "You’ll have to take the train into the inner city. And even then, do you have any coin to your name?" He had no idea what she was looking to commission, nor did he want any part in it.
This woman was going to have a hard time fitting in. Leon wondered if it had sunk in that she was in a completely new world yet. Most people were rather concerned with that fact.
Selvaria blinked. She imagined the city to be much smaller. Train to different sections. She did not realize how big the city was until now. She made a mental note to map the city out within a week.
And then there was another problem. Commissions. As a brigadier, she did not have to worry about money before. What she ordered, she received. She bit her lower lip. This was going to be a pain in the ass.
then she recalled the small pocket she received when she was assigned the rooms. She knew it was for living for those who had just arrived in this city. She did not know the exact values, but weapons would be far more expensive. She wondered if the expenses should be covered by her alone. Crossing her arms, she asked.
"When would be the next commission?"













