AISHA
good lava, we all know you wanna
No, she wouldn't be drunk during this task. She was serious about this after all, her efforts would not be washed away by a bottle of rum and unsteady hands. Aisha never set out to half ass anything, and she believed this idea could work. She wanted it to work, talking about it only solidified her intent. "No, I won't," she agreed, not to sell herself too short by pointing out the the first round of target making she'd been sober.
What sort of building did she hope for? She'd mulled this over while writing out some ideas, but no planning could really be done until she'd found a vacant place to work with. "I'll probably have to work with whatever I can get here in the citadel," she started, furrowing her brow as she munched on more jerky. "I think it would be good to set it near a place people already pass by. We wouldn't have anything to hide, and it's not like we'll be doing much hunting in the city."
"Well just need somewhere we can meet up, somewhere that can store any items we might need. And somewhere cozy, I like to imagine myself feeling the heat again someday and when I do I'd like to be able to have a fireplace like this to discuss around," those were the hopes, the picture in her mind was clear.
What sort of building did she hope for? She'd mulled this over while writing out some ideas, but no planning could really be done until she'd found a vacant place to work with. "I'll probably have to work with whatever I can get here in the citadel," she started, furrowing her brow as she munched on more jerky. "I think it would be good to set it near a place people already pass by. We wouldn't have anything to hide, and it's not like we'll be doing much hunting in the city."
"Well just need somewhere we can meet up, somewhere that can store any items we might need. And somewhere cozy, I like to imagine myself feeling the heat again someday and when I do I'd like to be able to have a fireplace like this to discuss around," those were the hopes, the picture in her mind was clear.
see this pretty girl flow, good lava
