Jiao
Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say
Jiao didn't really like Sidhe at the moment. It was so tense, everyone upset about the people from the barrier coming in. She didn't like it either but...throwing them in a big pit? Was that really necessary? Perhaps she was alone in this, but Jiao was quite willing to take on the previous barrier-dwellers as customers at her shop; clearly from the ones she'd seen so far they desperately needed the style help.
Either way she was wandering away from her shop more and more these days, wanting to explore and be away from all the drama.
As she flitted between trees at the edge of the wood, she caught sight once again of one of the humans, presumably from within the barrier. Wow, he was a big guy. For a while she stayed hidden behind a tree and just watched him, giggling behind her hand at how tough he seemed. Might be fun to talk to, she thought.
With a little thrown cloud of glitter, she airily stepped from behind the tree and leaned against it, smiling at him. "What's wrong with you? You look awfully grumpy."
