#rhitta

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There would be clear confusion on her face at the bartender's face, only managing a questioning 'hum' at her answer. There wasn't a shift when the glasses were taken, not following the movements until she had returned, giving the delirious monk an offer she couldn't refuse.

Figuratively...and literally.

'You....sure?' Her voice went high at the end, almost theatrical in tone. 'Sssurely there are other's coin you could t-take....issn't this bad for busssiness?' She would sit up, a slight sway in her movement.

'Not wrong to think that. Rough trip through the...urgh...whatsitcalled...mountain ridge? Pass?' She clearly struggled to recall the name, shaking her head. 'Bad weather...took longer than I thought....forgive me for wanting a good time to compensate...' A stupid smirk quirked her lip, followed by a tired chuckle. '...Guess I overdid it...ne?'

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[the-storm-chaser]

( exhausted ) + Rhitta

It was evident the blonde had had a little too much to drink...but even so, she was one that could hold their liquor. The way the woman slumped forward was out of sorts for the monk, eyes dark and somewhat puffy.

After a long journey she had hoped for a good time at the bar, enjoying the night with good food and company....instead she was a bare cognisant mess, almost falling asleep despite the ruckus.

Her eyes fluttered open, looking up at the bartended as they approached. It was clear she wasn't with it, eyes unfocused and speech somewhat slurred. Suprisingly, she shook her head, resting her cheek in her palm.

'I tthinkI'm good, miss... although... what's the damaage? I sssstill owe my tab, no?'

[the-storm-chaser]

From Rhitta

‘What is it with you people not being mindful of the battles you fight....do you not think of the consequences of if you fail?!’

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"You look tired, hon. Are you okay?" (Rhitta)

'Perhaps a little under the weather, but nothing exactly to complain about. Just one of those days....you get plenty of them on the road.'

She turned to the other at the bar, offering a small smile amidst some confusion.

'Why do you ask? Was it a little obvious, stranger?'

[wtf-bugg]

Custom weapon tattoo design commission, thank you for the support!

[wtf-bugg]

Custom weapon tattoo design commission, thank you for the support!

[singulos]

Rhitta at the gym for the moment, doing some bench lifts, inhaling as she brings the bar down and exhaling as she lifts it.

[singulos]

Rhitta is currently dancing in the tavern, listening to Perfect Night and completely unaware of her surroundings.