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Anstarra took a deep breath as she looked upon the results of their labor. Hard, physical labor. Of all things. Not something she'd envisioned ever actually needing to do; fighting, sure, but building? Fixing? Lifting and carrying and moving heavy objects like.. like some laborer? Like a refugee?
No matter. Nothing else mattered. Not dignity, not pride. If she had to lift and carry and move things, getting stared at all the while, getting ogled...
..alright, that part wasn't so bad.
It's not that she'd enjoyed being looked at, exactly. Just that it was kind of.. a reminder. That life still existed. Which was good. Because though she didn't give a piece of opo dung about everyone else's life during this crisis, she still had to INTERACT with people. With all the other idiots with their own petty wants and needs who saw her distress as merely another opportunity for their own gain. Who failed to appreciate exactly how time-sensitive this was.
...it still was nice to be looked at, though.
An sighed, looking at herself. Her sweat-stained shirt was almost transparent. She wanted to take the damn mask off, but woodsin aside, anonymity was a must. If a Wailer saw her helping built Redbelly fortifications.. or some inside agent.. well, that would just be one more thing, wouldn't it? And not a small one. Though maybe getting arrested for ACTUALLY being a poacher would get her closer to Nihka...
She shook her head, banishing the thought. For now. They were close.
Just had to keep it together a little while longer...
No matter. Nothing else mattered. Not dignity, not pride. If she had to lift and carry and move things, getting stared at all the while, getting ogled...
..alright, that part wasn't so bad.
It's not that she'd enjoyed being looked at, exactly. Just that it was kind of.. a reminder. That life still existed. Which was good. Because though she didn't give a piece of opo dung about everyone else's life during this crisis, she still had to INTERACT with people. With all the other idiots with their own petty wants and needs who saw her distress as merely another opportunity for their own gain. Who failed to appreciate exactly how time-sensitive this was.
...it still was nice to be looked at, though.
An sighed, looking at herself. Her sweat-stained shirt was almost transparent. She wanted to take the damn mask off, but woodsin aside, anonymity was a must. If a Wailer saw her helping built Redbelly fortifications.. or some inside agent.. well, that would just be one more thing, wouldn't it? And not a small one. Though maybe getting arrested for ACTUALLY being a poacher would get her closer to Nihka...
She shook her head, banishing the thought. For now. They were close.
Just had to keep it together a little while longer...
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