Alys Glasse
Had Alys been near enough to hear Deimos's quiet chuckle, she might have glared at him severely, wounded by the dismissal of her efforts. As it was, she was too far away to notice, and her attention was focused on finding her next hand- and footholds. It was hard work, climbing, and for a body unused to physical labor, it was particularly demanding. Still, she had started now, and she was determined that she would make it to the top.
She ignored those around her, singularly focused on the task at hand. If they stared at her, bemused and befuddled, she didn't notice - and, if she had, she would have at least pretended not to care. As it was, she scowled at the climbing wall before her, muttering grumpily under her breath about difficult men and pointless exercises, and continued her weary upward trek. It was not particularly graceful, nor was it particularly fast, but her careful hand and foot placements made for a steady pace.
She'd made it about a third of the way up when she heard Deimos's rumbling voice, and she looked up to glower at him. The thought hadn't crossed her mind, and the insinuation that she'd done something incorrect left her awash with shame. A blush bloomed on her cheeks as she paused, chest heaving. "I'm almost there," she insisted stubbornly, though she was most certainly not. And then she stubbornly continued her climb.
She ignored those around her, singularly focused on the task at hand. If they stared at her, bemused and befuddled, she didn't notice - and, if she had, she would have at least pretended not to care. As it was, she scowled at the climbing wall before her, muttering grumpily under her breath about difficult men and pointless exercises, and continued her weary upward trek. It was not particularly graceful, nor was it particularly fast, but her careful hand and foot placements made for a steady pace.
She'd made it about a third of the way up when she heard Deimos's rumbling voice, and she looked up to glower at him. The thought hadn't crossed her mind, and the insinuation that she'd done something incorrect left her awash with shame. A blush bloomed on her cheeks as she paused, chest heaving. "I'm almost there," she insisted stubbornly, though she was most certainly not. And then she stubbornly continued her climb.
