30.Jan.12, 08:22 AM
Indivara's gaze shifted, slowly, to look up at Lymsleia with an expression that darkened considerably at the use of the nickname. Indivara was particularly tempermental about her name. Her parents had given her one with three or four syllables, depending on how one stressed it. For some reason, that appeared to be about two or three more than most people could seem to link together. Was it really so hard? What really blew Indivara away, however, was that the people that most commonly slaughtered her name were those that had the education and, hence, the braincells to say the entire thing.
"Indi-vah-rah" She replied, emphasising the remainder of her name with an eyeroll and an irritable expression aimed at Lymsleia. The woman was intelligent - and a healer! The child knew she could speak a full name! Just because she liked her name shortened. An irritable expression pulled the child's lips into a flat line, before the pregnant woman snatched another fresh glass of fruit juice from her grip. Startled, Indivara turned her ferocious eight year old scowl upon the woman.
"You're welcome," she said tartly, not at all impressed by the woman's manners and not the least bit forgiving to her situation. Pregnancy was about as common as the sun at Katila, and it didn't excuse the woman for being rude! Scowling irritably, Indivara loaded up another plate of food, and, without any invitation at all, seated herself delicately atop the log the two women had claimed. Just because they were rude didn't mean they wouldn't be a good source of gossip.
Indivara made absolutely no attempt to join the conversation that Lymsleia initiated, nor did she appear to be listening, as she nibbled delicately at her food and watched the rest of the construction team mill about.
[sub]bwhaha, what a little snot <3[/sub]
"Indi-vah-rah" She replied, emphasising the remainder of her name with an eyeroll and an irritable expression aimed at Lymsleia. The woman was intelligent - and a healer! The child knew she could speak a full name! Just because she liked her name shortened. An irritable expression pulled the child's lips into a flat line, before the pregnant woman snatched another fresh glass of fruit juice from her grip. Startled, Indivara turned her ferocious eight year old scowl upon the woman.
"You're welcome," she said tartly, not at all impressed by the woman's manners and not the least bit forgiving to her situation. Pregnancy was about as common as the sun at Katila, and it didn't excuse the woman for being rude! Scowling irritably, Indivara loaded up another plate of food, and, without any invitation at all, seated herself delicately atop the log the two women had claimed. Just because they were rude didn't mean they wouldn't be a good source of gossip.
Indivara made absolutely no attempt to join the conversation that Lymsleia initiated, nor did she appear to be listening, as she nibbled delicately at her food and watched the rest of the construction team mill about.
[sub]bwhaha, what a little snot <3[/sub]