Lirsi was wandering through the crowd, a predatory look in her eyes. She was looking for the next person to target; while she waited to be given another job. Men passed her by, their eyes roaming her form, and she offered a smile towards them, moving on.
None of the ones taking interest in her caught her interest. She could afford to be picky. There was another reason to be out and about, her gaze constantly roving over any male in the crowd, and that was because she was still seeking her brother.
She'd never stop looking for him until she had confirmation that he was dead. She was careful as she walked, sidling up next to a fruit vendor. She waited until the merchant was distracted, and pocketed an apple, walking away from the stall without a second glance, no hesitation.
Biting into the fruit, she flashed a smile to various people around her, settling on a railing, as if she belonged there. Perhaps she did. Her eyes had fixed on the ocean, bypassing the various ships, her gaze lingering long enough to see if she recognized the ship; but no, her mothers' ship was not docked, and that...
Well, it'd been years since she had last seen the ship. She missed it, though, her home upon the ocean. Her gaze returned to the people, and she huffed quietly, finishing her apple and tossing the core on the ground, stepping over it as she left the railing.
"Hey, mister." She called, her tone light, playful. "Can you tell me about that ship there, the history?"
Saiden
None of the ones taking interest in her caught her interest. She could afford to be picky. There was another reason to be out and about, her gaze constantly roving over any male in the crowd, and that was because she was still seeking her brother.
She'd never stop looking for him until she had confirmation that he was dead. She was careful as she walked, sidling up next to a fruit vendor. She waited until the merchant was distracted, and pocketed an apple, walking away from the stall without a second glance, no hesitation.
Biting into the fruit, she flashed a smile to various people around her, settling on a railing, as if she belonged there. Perhaps she did. Her eyes had fixed on the ocean, bypassing the various ships, her gaze lingering long enough to see if she recognized the ship; but no, her mothers' ship was not docked, and that...
Well, it'd been years since she had last seen the ship. She missed it, though, her home upon the ocean. Her gaze returned to the people, and she huffed quietly, finishing her apple and tossing the core on the ground, stepping over it as she left the railing.
"Hey, mister." She called, her tone light, playful. "Can you tell me about that ship there, the history?"
