"Letter, miss."
Steel looked up from her fourth tankard of mead. She blinked twice like a drowsy frog at the tall Elezen male that stood before her, an envelope in his hand. He'd be handsome if she wasn't sure he'd break underneath her.
The Roegadyn took the envelope with a nod and what she hoped was an appreciative smile. Judging by the look on the Elezen's face, however, it must have looked like a writhing mass of snakes had appeared on her face. Arrogant bastard.
Steel opened the envelope and read a very cheery note from her friend Saachi...at least, a person whom she considered a friend, even though she's never actually seen her. Still, the emotion in her letters was always obvious, and this one was no different.Â
Steel chuckled to herself, feeling warmth around her in addition to the warmth of the alcohol in her belly. She waved down the Elezen again and made him fetch a paper and quill, being sure to use the same look on her face that disgusted him the first time. At least one person would be as miserable as she was today.
Steel's head hit the tabletop with an audible thud, setting a couple of the emptied tankards to rattle and fall. The Elezen male tugged the now-stained letter from beneath the dozing Roegadyn. He sighed agitatedly, but obediently folded the letter and turned it in to the innkeeper of the Wench. The tall Roegadyn chuckled lightly and shook his head.
Another satisfied customer.
Steel looked up from her fourth tankard of mead. She blinked twice like a drowsy frog at the tall Elezen male that stood before her, an envelope in his hand. He'd be handsome if she wasn't sure he'd break underneath her.
The Roegadyn took the envelope with a nod and what she hoped was an appreciative smile. Judging by the look on the Elezen's face, however, it must have looked like a writhing mass of snakes had appeared on her face. Arrogant bastard.
Steel opened the envelope and read a very cheery note from her friend Saachi...at least, a person whom she considered a friend, even though she's never actually seen her. Still, the emotion in her letters was always obvious, and this one was no different.Â
Steel chuckled to herself, feeling warmth around her in addition to the warmth of the alcohol in her belly. She waved down the Elezen again and made him fetch a paper and quill, being sure to use the same look on her face that disgusted him the first time. At least one person would be as miserable as she was today.
Steel's head hit the tabletop with an audible thud, setting a couple of the emptied tankards to rattle and fall. The Elezen male tugged the now-stained letter from beneath the dozing Roegadyn. He sighed agitatedly, but obediently folded the letter and turned it in to the innkeeper of the Wench. The tall Roegadyn chuckled lightly and shook his head.
Another satisfied customer.
