Meeting Let Again [O]
Aug 6, 2013 7:49:12 GMT -7
Post by Poëtische Rechtvaardigheid on Aug 6, 2013 7:49:12 GMT -7
Saara was dressed in her black dress that is lined on the top and bottom of the dress on the edges is gold trim. the dress itself is in two parts, the upper half is back support with fitting front with a almost looking like it was held together under her large breasts. the sleeves of the dress are detached from the dress, and are three quarter length and inside of them making them look puffy at her wrists as the sleeve taper offs it a point farther down from her hands. The sleeves that changes the color from Gold to dark red with writing of the gods on the edges of the sleeves at her hands and the lining that goes up her arms.
The lower bottom of the dress is rests evenly on her low waistline, with the front it coming to a point slightly lower than that line. she has a gold belt draping across her hips. Then there is a red cape that is doubled layered, mostly because its from shoulder to floor and on the shoulders rests the plumage of gold resting on the back support and moving to the front of her shoulders in a effort to keep her top correctly on.
On her person, more importantly is her double cloak is packing a wide rank of items, which include, a pair of Goggles, a single wireless radio, 20 pieces of flint, a 8 inch flashlight, 15 darts on the first outer layer, then 16 Makibishi, 30 Hira-Shuriken, 30 Bo-shurikens in the inner layer of her cloak. Then in her butt bag she has, 10 glass cutters, 15 ice pouches, 15 Explosive pouches, a world map, a single base compass, pepper spray with 110 uses, water spray with 110 uses, two knifes, two kunais, 30 zipties, 1 lock-picking kit. Under her arm is two books that she would be reading
Her feet moved as she headed to a well known place in town. The snuggly duckling, this was a three story building with a western style look to it. The building has arch on the outside of the building on top of each other. The this building was partly made out of wood and brick. Her feet moveed to swing open the door of the place. The music that had been coming from it came merrily at her, her eyes moves across the place. Her lips thinning as she would pick out a back corner unused. Her foot moved, her body was noted by the men who were here drinking. Her hands would move back her chair and she would sit as the waitress came over to her, adjusting her cleavage to suit the woman, just in case.
But a lone man seemed not to be that overly interested in her, but when she sat down. He just watched her. The man's curls would give himself away to her if she so much as glanced his way. Today was the day that he was going to get that was his own. But she had other ideas, she would ask for whiskey as she sat there relaxing as the unknowing pray of the traitor. Her glass was brought, her hand would run the index finger over the rim of the glass as she would sit there lost in thought. Her hands would place her books the table as she just stared at them. She really had no love for looking for things, but she really needed the money.