10-17-2018, 07:39 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]The last thing she expected was to hear someone yelling out in the middle of the desert. Most people knew to be quiet, to conserve energy, but apparently not this guy--whoever he was. Despite knowing she wasn't supposed to be up and about, Cosette still hobbled over, her wounds taking their time in healing. She regards the male with a warm expression, but hidden behind it was a critical eye, making her assumptions about him. He was loud, seemed like the outgoing and crazy type, but who here in the Pitt wasn't? She thought this bitterly, but didn't show it outwardly, still keeping a soft smile.
"Um, hello. Name and reason for being here?" she was a healer, not a greeter. Plus she wasn't exactly the most intimidating type, despite the encouragement to be somewhat uppity towards people who came onto their border. Oh well. She was the first person here, and she wasn't going to keep them waiting.
"Um, hello. Name and reason for being here?" she was a healer, not a greeter. Plus she wasn't exactly the most intimidating type, despite the encouragement to be somewhat uppity towards people who came onto their border. Oh well. She was the first person here, and she wasn't going to keep them waiting.