Mar 30, 2015
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| annoyances never did hold appeal to her. no great wonder was it that her manner was brusque, in dealing with the highly incompetent strangers. |
“SPEAK. OR, MUTE.”
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| 風 | 神 |
| annoyances never did hold appeal to her. no great wonder was it that her manner was brusque, in dealing with the highly incompetent strangers. |
“SPEAK. OR, MUTE.”
「♈ Gᴏᴅ ᴏғ Wᴀʀ ♈」
Why was it that children always had the need to stare? More than that, it seemed even the adults couldn't keep their eyes to themselves. Granted, the swordsman was bleeding profusely from his side, but he could manage just fine. The pain was dulled, though perhaps not as much as those without feeling.
❝ Can I help you with something? ❞
"A Harvest Festival, is it? Ah, dear, I'd offer some sort of barbed opinion but, alas, I'm ultimately reminded of an old past-time of mine. Children are a pain."
As far as this mage was concerned, the festival seemed to be going rather well, it made him smile actually. To see so many having fun and learning each other's magic. There was just so much knowledge scattered everywhere! Maybe even he could learn a few new spells from an unknown world.
She'd only been outside of Dollet during her days in the Garden. But now, with the world like it was, she had to go out and get supplies from another town that would take days to get to and get back. Packing up some supplies, she left some Gil on the table before setting off.
She'd walk on foot to her destination. Without much to say to the other workers, she headed out of the store and walked to the entrance/exit of Dollet, waving a hand as a guy tried to have her rent the vehicle spinning around slowly near the front.
Once outside, she stared for a moment before chuckling and heading off. "Well.. this will be interesting."
"I'm sorry, could you run that by me again? I have a terrible time trying to understand Idiot!"
"Yer really gonna eat those pixie plums?"
Falling flat on her face, hearing the jeering from the 'entitled' men who had tripped her and sent the coffee flying everywhere, Esther grumbled and got up, rubbing her face as she collected what she could, calling Lily over to help clean up the mess.
An apologetic look was on her face as she gave a sheepish smile to the person whose coffee had gotten sent flying. "I-I'm sorry. These assholes really don't know when to stop tripping women.. Entitled bastards.."