Aithne
I see how this is gonna go
An unfamiliar voice interrupts Aithne's frustration, and she looks up to find a young man passing by, smirking at her. It's an infuriating expression, and the girl scowls at the stranger before turning her glower back to the mud. "Try and do one nice thing," she mutters to herself as she moves away from the mud puddle to lean her shovel against a building. This is what she gets for trying to be selfless for once. She could be enjoying a drink in the warm, dry interior of one of the bars lining the street, or helping herself to any number of other vices available down here. But nooooo, she thought she'd be noble.
Still, now that she's started, she finds it difficult to give up the task. She glances at the stranger, a sidelong flutter of her lashes dampened by not only the rain, but the mud smeared upon her person. "Thanks for the tip," she purrs. "Any chance you know where it might want to stay so I can get it out of the way?" Honestly, who knows what mud wants?
Still, now that she's started, she finds it difficult to give up the task. She glances at the stranger, a sidelong flutter of her lashes dampened by not only the rain, but the mud smeared upon her person. "Thanks for the tip," she purrs. "Any chance you know where it might want to stay so I can get it out of the way?" Honestly, who knows what mud wants?
Touch me and you'll never be alone
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
