Broken Down and Waiting for the Chance to Feel Alive

Well then, wasn't this just a helluva treat. Mara slowed and came to a stop, turning to face the woman. Disdain contorted her features as she eyed the pale female who'd spoken in such a flippant way. Normally Mara didn't really bother speaking with anyone she happened to run into. There was never any reason. However, this sassy creature who seemed to resemble snow stained with dirt had decided to initiate a less than friendly interaction. Who was Mara to simply walk away? Maybe she'd get to further stain that pale coat. Ooh, now there was a nice idea.

Blinking half-lided amber eyes she slowly responded, "What an unnecessary comment. I suppose that speaking the obvious takes less effort than an original thought though, hm?" Her voice betrayed her lackadaisical nature, words stretching out a bit as if she were forcing herself to speak when she'd rather be asleep. Honestly she was amused by her own words, considering she herself preferred to not go out of her way to expend more effort than she needed to for anything in life.

She decided to take a seat now that she'd been caught in this interaction. Perhaps it wasn't the wisest course of action when likely irritating a stranger, but Mara was hardly known for wisdom. When the woman made a quip about her being off to see a man Mara snorted loudly, annoyance and disgust mixing with the already present disdain. She'd never bothered with the opposite sex before, or any others in general. When sleep and a good fight is all you crave the desire for partners however fleeting tends to suffer or not even exist. "You know, you really shouldn't talk about yourself that way." Mara smirked.