About
A young woman opens the door to her home and greets you warmly. Her hair is an obscure purple tint, and her eyes are a light gray. A soft smile spreads over her face as she motions for you to come in, " 'Ello. I'm Rogue, I just moved here from Bedfordshire, England." You smile and nod, noticing her prominent English accent. She takes a seat on the sofa and offers a cushion to you. On the table directly in front of you is an elegant tea set with two porcelin cups and a little bowl full of sugar cubes. "Can I offer you some tea?" You nod and she pours you each a cup, accomodating your sugar needs. You notice that she takes hers plain. Odd for an English woman.
Smiling once more she takes a sip of the steaming liquid and relaxes on the sofa, "So, what brings you to my humble abode?" There's something genuinely friendly about her. Her little hut is a small one, but warm and inviting nonetheless. It's clear that she hasn't much money as her accomodations are sparse and simple. However, this doesn't seem to bother her in the least. "I'm sorry if my home isn't quite up to date, but it does make do. Is there anything I can get you?" You smile again and shake you head. this is fine. "Oh my, look at the time. I'm terribly sorry I can't spend more time with you, but I do have an engagement I must get to. Being new and all, a job is imperative right now." She smiles a bit bashfully and stand up, extneding her hand, "It was a pleasure meeting you, and having a bit of tea. I do hope we can become friends. Feel free to stop by any time in the future." She shows you out and waves as you make your way back into town.
Journal
Journal of a Rogue
Memoirs of my times online
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