Elyscia shakes her head, exclaiming, "Nay! Folk're s'posed t'figger their shite out 'n' ken whit they wanna b'doin' when they're well young! Ah ken wee lassies who're seein' their bloody fifteenth Summer 'n' can bloody fight bet'r than me, 'n' ken mare 'bout ah buncha other shite!"
Sighing out, she then considers to ask, "...When'd ya figger y'wanted t'dae all'ah this Pally shite, anyroad?"
The girl also considered something else; that they had been in the hot springs for quite a wee while, and she brought her hands up to her face to look at her fingers, which looked as wrinkly as a...-
..-all of a sudden, a small splash came in-between the miqo'te and the hyur: it was a beach ball. Of Eorzean standards. You know. It was shaped like an angry, orange bomb. It made Elyscia shit herself and gasp an almost-scream out.
Sighing out, she then considers to ask, "...When'd ya figger y'wanted t'dae all'ah this Pally shite, anyroad?"
The girl also considered something else; that they had been in the hot springs for quite a wee while, and she brought her hands up to her face to look at her fingers, which looked as wrinkly as a...-
..-all of a sudden, a small splash came in-between the miqo'te and the hyur: it was a beach ball. Of Eorzean standards. You know. It was shaped like an angry, orange bomb. It made Elyscia shit herself and gasp an almost-scream out.
