Post by Jessa on Apr 24, 2006 16:49:15 GMT -5
Jessa. She was the star of the stage. The Dusty Dagger, favorite of many in the Thieves' Guild, loved the profits they made from her, their pride and joy. Xyla must have smiled upon the birth of this Aure.
There she was now, a swirling, twirling mess of two long, brown, twin braids and skirts in every shade of blue known to the human eye, a few purples and greens mixed into the lot, including those of her large eyes. Tambourine in hand, in a room full of laughter than drowned out the tiny bits of worry that floated about now and again, she was once again the center stage star of the show.
The only one not laughing away their tiny bits of sadness was Javier, temporarily filling in for his close and missing friend, King of the thieves, Dre, and missing not only him but another face missing from the usual crowd, a Kurash called Terasha. Jesa could see him there, in the corner, moping once again with a few around trying to coaxe him out, but she knew that nothing would work. This one would have to sort itself out.
Until then, she could keep the rest of the crowd laughing and joking, happily watching her performance, as they gave a steady flow of money to the Dusty Dagger, part of which would go to Jessa herself.
Twirling, swirling, loop, dodge, dive, dancing, singing.
There she was now, a swirling, twirling mess of two long, brown, twin braids and skirts in every shade of blue known to the human eye, a few purples and greens mixed into the lot, including those of her large eyes. Tambourine in hand, in a room full of laughter than drowned out the tiny bits of worry that floated about now and again, she was once again the center stage star of the show.
The only one not laughing away their tiny bits of sadness was Javier, temporarily filling in for his close and missing friend, King of the thieves, Dre, and missing not only him but another face missing from the usual crowd, a Kurash called Terasha. Jesa could see him there, in the corner, moping once again with a few around trying to coaxe him out, but she knew that nothing would work. This one would have to sort itself out.
Until then, she could keep the rest of the crowd laughing and joking, happily watching her performance, as they gave a steady flow of money to the Dusty Dagger, part of which would go to Jessa herself.
Twirling, swirling, loop, dodge, dive, dancing, singing.