13.Feb.12, 01:20 AM
Lymsleia remained silent as Kuminari talked. "Kuminari.." she said softly abruptly stopping, and drawing a breath. She had take the time on her short paces to adjust her clothing. Her pants were fastened, the threaded ties on her shirt were as well. She'd have to remind herself to find a Weaver or a clothier, buttons were sorely needed, even if they were simply and old. "You know you are the first girl here who's actually reminded me of the girls back home." she said gentle.
Darkened skin against the darkening night, Lymselia ran her hands through her damp hair, thankful for the humidity which-she hoped- would soon dry it. " Why don't we stop trying to stone each-other with barbs and insults? Let's just be friends." she tapped her booted foot against the ground. She wasn't exactly impatient but it did remind her that she really didn't have any solid friendships. "And unfortunately, in theory-- it will be use one day being 'whores who birth dragonspawn' as you put it. So perhaps we'd just best stop being so mean to each other."
Bitting her lip as she peered through the darkness with her blue eyes,Lymsleia tried to contemplate what sort of person Kuminari was. "We could walk back together. It'd be safer that way."
Darkened skin against the darkening night, Lymselia ran her hands through her damp hair, thankful for the humidity which-she hoped- would soon dry it. " Why don't we stop trying to stone each-other with barbs and insults? Let's just be friends." she tapped her booted foot against the ground. She wasn't exactly impatient but it did remind her that she really didn't have any solid friendships. "And unfortunately, in theory-- it will be use one day being 'whores who birth dragonspawn' as you put it. So perhaps we'd just best stop being so mean to each other."
Bitting her lip as she peered through the darkness with her blue eyes,Lymsleia tried to contemplate what sort of person Kuminari was. "We could walk back together. It'd be safer that way."