Nico was nowhere to be found. It was the smallest of mercies for her. His presence could be overbearing sometimes, something that had not changed an ounce since they left Italy. He merely got worse the moment they had arrived across the sea and seemed to be a perpetual pain in the ass since then. At least after spending months spreading her legs in Portland, he no longer had a wise ass crack to make at her about her profession, especially when it kept his life far cozier than it had been the first time they passed through the port town.
It was quiet as she walked through the somewhat silent empty streets of a once likely bustling town. The smell of dozens of canines was present nearly everywhere nearby, clearly marking it as a frequented haunt. It was different than before, definitely. Before there was only the warning of the pack to the southeast, advising that avoidance was the ideal plan when regarding them. Now, there was a hint of that same danger but also the promise of a place of freedom and alcohol. Clearly, it was obvious which vice was popular with the locals.
Adrianna had already been there the night previous but she was more than happy to lurk and linger. Taverns were the best places for meretrix to work. But it was hard to muster up the level of focus needed in the cold north. It was not the same as a port town in Europe (though that was before Adrianna lost the last of her scruples) or the eastern seaboard at the southern portion of the continent.
But she did not know what to do with her time. It was midday, maybe a bit past noon. It was so hard to tell so far north; she still struggled to really grasp the differences between Rome and anything further north. Adrianna had her hands on the hem of her long, plain skirt. It was a newer acquisition, in the city, but it was far plainer than she liked. It was, however, not a working night so how could she justify anything prettier? The brown material was at least somewhat soft and kept her legs warm.
She sighed, heavily, as she walked on, swishing the skirt this way and that way. Every few steps the sighs became more and more exaggerated with increasing volume. It was the sound of a girl once spoiled who was definitely not sure how to get the attention of anyone without being ridiculous.