Kana Truden
Wandering Healer
He really did know Thermodynamicles' law after all! However, as the conversation turned into a song about Kana herself she slowly started to nod. The slow nodding turned into a scoot to the side and followed by an equally slow attempt to get out of her seat while at the same time stare him down in shock and confusion. She didn’t utter a word. Not a single syllable.
Once standing up she looked at her watch (which wasn’t there) and then back at [member="Malkav Nissiku"] . “Oh look at the time! I really, uh, gotta go. Itwasgoodtoseeyoubye!”
She faked a hurried jog down the marketplace until she was out of sight. Her eyes shotout over her shoulder. No red-haired bards were in sight and she could exhale in relief. That was weird, she had no idea what just happened, but that was weird. Not in the force-sensitive kind of weird but the actual quite literal kind of weird. Was she supposed to be honored? Creeped out? Frankly she felt all of it at the same time.
The line to board the ship seemed to have slimmed down and it didn’t take long for her to get aboard. Now, what could a woman do to calm down? The most obvious answer would have been to check her accommodations but frankly a drink felt like a considerably more suitable alternative.
She made way for whatever they had around here that would count as a ‘bar’. She needed something, and she needed it now.
Once standing up she looked at her watch (which wasn’t there) and then back at [member="Malkav Nissiku"] . “Oh look at the time! I really, uh, gotta go. Itwasgoodtoseeyoubye!”
She faked a hurried jog down the marketplace until she was out of sight. Her eyes shotout over her shoulder. No red-haired bards were in sight and she could exhale in relief. That was weird, she had no idea what just happened, but that was weird. Not in the force-sensitive kind of weird but the actual quite literal kind of weird. Was she supposed to be honored? Creeped out? Frankly she felt all of it at the same time.
The line to board the ship seemed to have slimmed down and it didn’t take long for her to get aboard. Now, what could a woman do to calm down? The most obvious answer would have been to check her accommodations but frankly a drink felt like a considerably more suitable alternative.
She made way for whatever they had around here that would count as a ‘bar’. She needed something, and she needed it now.