Post by Kita on Jan 22, 2010 11:34:57 GMT -5
Kita didn't want to hang around this place much longer. She had accomplished satiating her curiosity and was quickly beginning to become bored with the conversation. Jett wasn't exactly a stimulating conversationalist, but then again neither was she. With that trait in both parties of the conversation, the silence drifted on, with the female half just growing more irritated at having another presence around.
Said female rose from her spot on the ground to stand. Her hands and clothes were dirty. She wouldn't have been surprised if there were a few smudges on her face as well, from where she may have touched her face without noticing. All in all, it could be said that Kita was far from a happy camper. The clothes would not likely have survived the onslaught of staining the mud would have thrown at it. She would have to bargain with Madam Weaver yet again to get new versions of everything.
Damn.
Kita had the sudden urge to leave. So she did.
Said female rose from her spot on the ground to stand. Her hands and clothes were dirty. She wouldn't have been surprised if there were a few smudges on her face as well, from where she may have touched her face without noticing. All in all, it could be said that Kita was far from a happy camper. The clothes would not likely have survived the onslaught of staining the mud would have thrown at it. She would have to bargain with Madam Weaver yet again to get new versions of everything.
Damn.
Kita had the sudden urge to leave. So she did.
