21.Nov.12, 11:51 PM
Indivara was one of those people that loved to bathe; she did so at least once a day, and in the summer, was known to bathe several times a day if she could get away with it. Despite the fact that Indivara was well known to become rather grimy, never above any particular task and still retaining her youthful desire to climb trees and paint Grith, Indivara still enjoyed being clean. Most particularly, she enjoyed realigning baths at the end of an otherwise long day.
Today was no different, and the young woman made her way casually through the bathing houses without any real destination in mind. She waved casually at one of the blueriders that flashed her a smile in the hall, but continued on. She wasn't interested in the young man's attention and made such known clearly when she pointedly ignored his attempt to catch her in a conversation. Rolling her eyes in amusement, Indivara continued further until she came upon an open door. Perfect!
Walking in quietly, one hand was reaching behind her to close the door when the girl's clear blue gaze took in the form of someone soaking in the tub, eyes closed and features apparently relaxing (or attempting to). Indivara paused for a moment, then smirked, her lips twisting up deviously as she quietly closed the door and leaned against it, arms crossed over her chest, and one foot raised to press the flat of her boot against the wall behind her. Indivara was still very much dressed, her pants and short sleeve top stained with dirt and paint, though whether from the task she had been undergoing or if they were just genuinely dirty clothes she used for whatever task she'd been up to that day was unknown. Her hands were clean, though Indivara had a tendency to wash them regularly.
The girl made no motion, and made no attempt to open a conversation; instead, she continued to stare at S'thor with a smirk until the moment she knew would eventually come, where he would feel that creeping recognition of being watched and see her. Indivara's smirk grew.
Today was no different, and the young woman made her way casually through the bathing houses without any real destination in mind. She waved casually at one of the blueriders that flashed her a smile in the hall, but continued on. She wasn't interested in the young man's attention and made such known clearly when she pointedly ignored his attempt to catch her in a conversation. Rolling her eyes in amusement, Indivara continued further until she came upon an open door. Perfect!
Walking in quietly, one hand was reaching behind her to close the door when the girl's clear blue gaze took in the form of someone soaking in the tub, eyes closed and features apparently relaxing (or attempting to). Indivara paused for a moment, then smirked, her lips twisting up deviously as she quietly closed the door and leaned against it, arms crossed over her chest, and one foot raised to press the flat of her boot against the wall behind her. Indivara was still very much dressed, her pants and short sleeve top stained with dirt and paint, though whether from the task she had been undergoing or if they were just genuinely dirty clothes she used for whatever task she'd been up to that day was unknown. Her hands were clean, though Indivara had a tendency to wash them regularly.
The girl made no motion, and made no attempt to open a conversation; instead, she continued to stare at S'thor with a smirk until the moment she knew would eventually come, where he would feel that creeping recognition of being watched and see her. Indivara's smirk grew.