Anger made her not believe him at first, but Saskia was aware of the many stares they were getting already. For months and months she had been in a darkness that her own shadows fed upon. All because of him leaving, not giving her a chance to fight for them...
He was right. In the end, the...
As frustrating as it was to pick an outfit, Gruki was not wrong about a bath. Saskia had scrubbed herself quickly and made quick work of washing her hair before returning to her room, where she rubbed in some of her lovely scented oils she kept. A little fragrance here and there, and Saskia was...
Her eyes stayed on his face. She delighted in the fact he could not keep her stare, taking the triumphs where ever she could.
"Oh, we can most certainly stay here and talk. I for one am not afraid of speaking before others no matter how hurtful the subject could be." It felt good to exercise...
Her eyes followed her friend, a slight pout to her lips as she shoved the dresses she had been looking at back into their spot in the wardrobe. The hangers missed the rod a few times, granted that she was distracted by curiosity of what Gruki would put together. She turned her head long enough...
Saskia scoffed, her sniffles still persisting as she mumbled to her friend. "Who in the world reserves a table at the Knoll?"
But Gruki was right. As silly as it was to put herself out there, some how she was healing that hurt that had cut her straight to the bone. She had thought she would in...
Oh, she had done it now.
As soon as Gruki pulled her in, Saskia felt the safety of friendship. The strength that would hold them together, and so the Shadow Knight could not hold up her shield to defend the sight of her tears. They fell freely now. Her shoulders shook, and her mouth could not...
When Alaric would duck and reach for the fallen strawberry, it would be nowhere for him to find.
Only when he would sit upright would he see Saskia seated before him, a frown on her face as she stared at him. She had been as quiet as the shadows that took his strawberry, and a tendril rolled...
Saskia glared up at Gruki, but it held as much effect as a kitten trying to act tough.
Her attempts to scathe always did not land with those that knew her. Despite her shadows, Saskia was as welcoming as a sunflower, twisting towards the sun and those of good nature.
"I... cannot seem to...
Pyp's unwillingness to spare coin anywhere towards Saskia only made her grin.
"A girl can like treasures and trinkets, and all sweet things!"
But Tomlin ruined that smile with a smirk of his own. He knew. How did he already hear about Reed?!
Gruki rounded on her, her innocence overplayed...
Saskia stepped out from behind Gruki, a grin on her face.
"Well, we know those sheets will not be folded neatly." Her tone was teasing, and even when they waved her off, her smile only grew wider.
"You could say that..." muttered Tomlin. Their gaze fell onto the box of fudge, eyes narrowing...
Saskia had always known what to do with a bad set of cards in hand. She could bluff her way to a win or she could simply go along with it. It was easier to put off getting ready and be alone with her thoughts, seeing the faces of friends and family to help ground her.
"Too bad I got no more...
Saskia was fast. The moment Roki bounded into the crowd to snag a recently available table, she had been quick on his heels. She probably would have made it before him if she had not been faced with every being he cut off or bumped into, and her face immediately took on an apologetic expression...
"It did cost a small fortune, but I know exactly what I would like to make with it. I am thinking... a dress, of course." When not in her fighting leathers or her armour, when she was not needed for immediate duty, Saskia was known for primping and dressing herself to her prettiest version. In...
Surely this was all a lesson for Saskia to learn from. She could swear off flirting, but it had a temporary shield against the darkness she wanted to succumb to. She could try to abstain from now, to dedicate herself to service or training further... but even that felt against her own nature...
And ask they did.
Saskia was frowning deeply now, sulking as Albert suggested he and Gruki have a drink nearby but support from a distance. He grinned at her pouting and angry brows, turning to Gruki. "What d'ya say? Let our friend have a proper date and if she truly needs us to step in, then...
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