@haemoxin liked for a starter! Thank you! 💜
It'd been a while since Xenia had taken to the city to shop; it was a task often relegated to other members of the Church, something beneath a Priestess as herself. She had far more important things to do, including her daily worship to Lilith.
However, on this particular morning, her morning routine needed a change; something to shake up the normalcy in her life, to give her a spark of something in her day. Whilst such routine helped her with structuring her day and understanding her place within it, sometimes, a mix-up like this was needed to keep things interesting.
Besides that, the church had nothing on for today; a rare, once-a-month day where rest was given, not earnt. The other girls were allowed to sleep in beyond sunrise, to frolic and play as Lilith intended.
For now, her shoes glided against the stone beneath her, carrying her almost weightless body towards her destination. A small store that sold drinks of all things, but a warm pick-me-up was never underappreciated when she were alone.
It felt like a man wrapping his arms around her, dragging her closer towards him, into his heat--
Her head recoilled as Xenia felt something collide with her form, eyes scanning for whatever she'd hit; not that it took too long to find, the silver hair an immediate giveaway.
"Oh, my, I am terribly sorry, my darling little lamb. Pray, are you alright?"
Her voice and words, artciulated as always; even on the fly, Xenia was thinking about the right thing to say, the right pose to take, the right tone to use. It was processed in nano-seconds, her mind deciding on an outcome before she even recovered from her brief stumble.
It was part of why she had been nominated as High Preistess of her Religion, after all.
"Oh dear, he's going to be upset at my tardiness, but I'd feel worse if I left you to this fate. Please, allow me to make it up to you, Madam?"
