what a life
12-08-2013, 03:52 PM
The queen would stand unwavering as she felt the brute move closer to her, still keep enough distance for her to be comfortable. Natalya enjoyed her space - her invisible bubble could only be penetrated for the adoration of her family or in the heat of a battle. Those who came too close without her express permission tended to become the victims in fights they did not intend, which was usually a shock to those who knew of her blindness and took it for weakness.
Primarily, Natalya worried that this stranger would underestimate her based on her demeanor and appearance alone, as so many before had done. He did not seem hostile in the slightest yet though, so the vix would remain cool, continuing in her neutral way as she had begun. His mixture of Italian and English came forth in tones similar to her own and she couldn't help but feel intrigued by his calm and slight interest. Call it a vacation, I'm simply here to relax. May I inquire as to your name, stranger?