<<In response to Kiht!>>
Saachi found it hard to contain her excitement in general.Nothing like the usual stereotype of the dour, serious, composed Elezen she’d heard of, anytime Saachi felt an emotion she acted honestly upon it. Having a new letter to read always lifted her spirits, and that this one came from a brand new penpal made her heart soar! People were still finding her letters; people were still interested in them. They weren’t just throwing them away (well, ok, some were… but it didn’t seem to have happened in quite some time); they were reading them.
Her almost manic grin faltered only when she read the questions she was being asked and then only briefly as she questioned outloud: “...What lengths would I go to to keep the ones I love alive? Is this a threat? Am I going to be tested on this?†Was she about to blackmailed? Were her friends going to find themselves kidnapped, bound, gagged, beaten and demoralized all because she left a silly letter under a rock?
Reading on, she felt relief wash back over her as she was convinced that the letter writer had not actually meant to threaten her at all. “…Perhaps they’ve been through something themselvesâ€, she wondered, curiously, “that would cause them to ask that?â€
She pulled out her new quill. Her old one well beyond the point of writing lovely (or even legible) letters, she’d used a chunk of the last payment she’d received from work with the paladins of Ul’Dah to buy a particularly lovely quill and extremely nice ink in a, perhaps too ornate, bottle. This would be the first letter she tried them out on! She prepared herself for the inevitable ink splotches that came with writing with a new pen and settled herself in to the desk in her inn room.
And with that she pulled a bottle of cologne out of the desk drawer. She hadn’t used any of it since she purchased it, but it reminded her of her father so she’d purchased it on a whim. She popped the cap and took in a deep breath of it, the familiar smell of It wrapped itself around her heart and surprised her by causing her eyes to tear up. Ah. There was that loneliness she’d mentioned in the letter.
She smiled through it anyway. At least she’d met someone new. She dabbed the letter with the cologne and made her way to the Blue Badger Gate.
<<Kiht! Would you mind if I posted your letter on my FC forum as well so that I have all the letters together there? :-) Â Thank you for writing! Â >>
Saachi found it hard to contain her excitement in general.Nothing like the usual stereotype of the dour, serious, composed Elezen she’d heard of, anytime Saachi felt an emotion she acted honestly upon it. Having a new letter to read always lifted her spirits, and that this one came from a brand new penpal made her heart soar! People were still finding her letters; people were still interested in them. They weren’t just throwing them away (well, ok, some were… but it didn’t seem to have happened in quite some time); they were reading them.
Her almost manic grin faltered only when she read the questions she was being asked and then only briefly as she questioned outloud: “...What lengths would I go to to keep the ones I love alive? Is this a threat? Am I going to be tested on this?†Was she about to blackmailed? Were her friends going to find themselves kidnapped, bound, gagged, beaten and demoralized all because she left a silly letter under a rock?
Reading on, she felt relief wash back over her as she was convinced that the letter writer had not actually meant to threaten her at all. “…Perhaps they’ve been through something themselvesâ€, she wondered, curiously, “that would cause them to ask that?â€
She pulled out her new quill. Her old one well beyond the point of writing lovely (or even legible) letters, she’d used a chunk of the last payment she’d received from work with the paladins of Ul’Dah to buy a particularly lovely quill and extremely nice ink in a, perhaps too ornate, bottle. This would be the first letter she tried them out on! She prepared herself for the inevitable ink splotches that came with writing with a new pen and settled herself in to the desk in her inn room.
And with that she pulled a bottle of cologne out of the desk drawer. She hadn’t used any of it since she purchased it, but it reminded her of her father so she’d purchased it on a whim. She popped the cap and took in a deep breath of it, the familiar smell of It wrapped itself around her heart and surprised her by causing her eyes to tear up. Ah. There was that loneliness she’d mentioned in the letter.
She smiled through it anyway. At least she’d met someone new. She dabbed the letter with the cologne and made her way to the Blue Badger Gate.
<<Kiht! Would you mind if I posted your letter on my FC forum as well so that I have all the letters together there? :-) Â Thank you for writing! Â >>
