strings and things

Valkyrie de le Poer · 09-01-2011, 10:53 PM

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OOC: well let it be known that i'm an idiot then lol. / +3!

She approached the smaller woman, and smelt something that she had never smelt before on another. It was nothing that she could identify, so she shrugged the scent off, and she had looked at the activity that the woman was partaking in. Valkyrie also had never seen anyone doing what the woman was doing. It was strange and foreign to the de le Poer, and she immediately grew curious. She was a curious being at heart, so it was not like she could help herself really. She would ask questions to the woman about her things once the woman would answer her about her name, whom she was. The word came accented off of the woman's tongue when it was spoken, and it took Valkyrie a moment to comprehend the accent and it's word. Valkyrie looked at the beautiful woman and her hair, taking in the sight of the accented woman, and committing it to memory so that she would not forget such a beautiful face. She truly was a sight to behold, her bi-colored hair and her peppered appearance. Valkyrie would be jealous if she was not so beautiful herself.

Your name is'sa beaut-iful. As arr you, Miss Sa'adat. Valkyrie commented lightly before she had looked back at her horse shyly for a moment. She was not used to calling women beautiful, so it made her slightly shy about it. Her gamboge eyes moved back onto the woman and then they moved to her interesting objects that she possessed and was in front of. A smile still was on her lips as she looked at the things that she did not know the name of. What arr' those? An'uh, what arr ya' doing thur? her own accent slipped from her maw, and she held no regard for the fact that this woman would not understand most of what she was speaking about. Regardless, Valkyrie pointed at the objects to emphasize her point without really even thinking about it.

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