Date Posted:08:32:31 11/03/02 Sun Author: Etaoin Subject: approach In reply to:
Clair
's message, "watches" on 05:58:40 11/03/02 Sun
Eating her stew, she watches Darshea's irritated movements sharply. Her interest grows as the woman sharpens her knives, a thought forming in her mind. Deciding, she scoops up a rough bowl and spoon, picks up her small pot and walks over. Putting them down near the strange woman, she rests her hands on her hips, then introduces herself. "I'm Etaoin. If ye want the rest of the stew, ye can have it." Making a short gesture at her bloodied breeches and blouse she continues. "I was hunting, and apologise for my mess. It's no way to be meetin' new people. But, I'm fairly sure it won't be botherin' ye none." Her green eyed gaze rests evenly on the other woman's face as she moves to sit on the ground near her. "Might I ask where ye got them blades?"
