Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
The knock on her door comes between lightning strikes, making it easy to hear in the yawning silence. Thal stops the melody she'd been singing and lifts her head from the dagger in her hand, hovering over the whetstone mid motion. Not many people travel out this far - one of the many benefits of living next to a lightning field - and fewer people know of her apartment. The list of possibilities run through her head as she sets aside the weapon, wiping her oily hands on a nearby rag. One person in particular would be extremely entertaining to see on her doorstep, but she doesn't like the way her heart races at the idea.
When she finally opens the door, Thal is dressed in her usual dark clothing minus her various straps and sheaths that lay across her dining room table. That doesn't mean she's unarmed, her magic simmering just below the surface; but it turns out to be unnecessary (and useless) when she spot a familiar face - immediately noticing the improvement from their last meeting. Her lips stretch into a sharp smile as she opens the door wider. "Asta." His name is nearly a song, lilting between them. "Come on in." She steps aside so he can enter, waiting until he escapes the rain to close it behind him, already moving to gather an extra glass to set next to her own. Looking up, she asks, "Bourbon okay?"
When she finally opens the door, Thal is dressed in her usual dark clothing minus her various straps and sheaths that lay across her dining room table. That doesn't mean she's unarmed, her magic simmering just below the surface; but it turns out to be unnecessary (and useless) when she spot a familiar face - immediately noticing the improvement from their last meeting. Her lips stretch into a sharp smile as she opens the door wider. "Asta." His name is nearly a song, lilting between them. "Come on in." She steps aside so he can enter, waiting until he escapes the rain to close it behind him, already moving to gather an extra glass to set next to her own. Looking up, she asks, "Bourbon okay?"
Thalassa
