Things that have been started have a way of continuing. The world had begun to open, and one way or another, she suspected that would continue. Life in Caido would never be as it was, but then, the only constant is change.
She chuckles at that. There were certainly some pitfalls to being as pale as she is, though given where she lives, it has never mattered. Her skin has always been well suited to the climate she lives in, and she cannot say she expected to ever see a place like Torchline. ”I probably ought to have her design my entire wardrobe. Maybe she can make my rather practical wardrobe a little more stylish.” After all, Weaver’s clothes were boring. Leathers and wools, designed for training and hunting, and she never really worried about things being flattering (though she had the sort of figure that wasn’t too picky here). Still...it’s not a bad idea.
”You as well, Jigano. I am sure we will see each other soon.” After all, they had a way of running into each other. With that, she gives him a wave, and heads down the street and off to work.
(finished)
She chuckles at that. There were certainly some pitfalls to being as pale as she is, though given where she lives, it has never mattered. Her skin has always been well suited to the climate she lives in, and she cannot say she expected to ever see a place like Torchline. ”I probably ought to have her design my entire wardrobe. Maybe she can make my rather practical wardrobe a little more stylish.” After all, Weaver’s clothes were boring. Leathers and wools, designed for training and hunting, and she never really worried about things being flattering (though she had the sort of figure that wasn’t too picky here). Still...it’s not a bad idea.
”You as well, Jigano. I am sure we will see each other soon.” After all, they had a way of running into each other. With that, she gives him a wave, and heads down the street and off to work.
(finished)
