Familiar Face
08-05-2013, 03:37 PM
The woman turned slowly, and when her grey gaze fell upon his he almost drowned in her beauty. Her markings were superb, she had many shades of charcoal along her body, and the scar on her shoulder told stories he someday might wish to hear. Her eyes were what stuck him the hardest, they were so simple, yet so beautiful. But, through her beauty, he could see the hollow expression in her gaze. She looked so lost, and despite the smile on her face he saw through her attempt at hiding the inner termoil she was battling. Her head dipped slowly, and he copied her movements, dipping his as well. "I am well, and you?" He asked softly, not wanting to set anything off that could possibly be clouding her mind. He had no idea what was plaguing her, but sure enough he would find out eventually. "Loccian correct?" He hadn't exactly gotten a name from her, but he had heard others mention her before. Hopefully he wasn't confusing her with someone else.
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