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 Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 11:20 am
Ujana propped herself against a tree and stretched, her back giving a crack or two. She couldn't remember a time when she had quite such a bad sleep. Was it her bed? Her back? The sound of all the people in her house? She leaned forward, sighed, and noticed a pair of young men spying her from across the way. What was with these stupid men and ogling her? Didn't they have anything better to do? She narrowed her gaze.
"Hey, swine-eyes!" She called, folding her arms across her chest. "Keep your eyes on your weapons and off my person! I've got an uncle who can deck you in one hit!"
A smirk crossed her features as the boys wiggled away, obviously not wanting any negative attention drawn their way, and pulled back into a yawn. Ugggh, why was Yera so boring all of sudden? It was so much fun when she was a kid, why couldn't she go back to that? Back to when her backyard was an entire village seemingly made for her to explore? Back to when the threat of war was a thing of the past... And back to when her tops stayed at a proper height.
"Ugh, these useless things!" She grunted, tugging her top up. "Nothing but dumb sacks of flab that give me grief..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 9:47 pm
"Ink, check. Wood, check. Cutting tools, check." Winta said out loud to herself as she rummaged through her bag that was hanging off her shoulder, down by her waist. Well, at least it looked like she had everything she needed despite the feeling that she was still missing something. The busty woman shrugged her shoulders and decided that going back out later to get whatever it was wouldn't be a problem, its not like this weapon needed to be done for a few more days and she was far ahead of schedule. Then again that's what her customers seemed to like about her. Winta shook her long haired head for her lack of a life. When you had all those weapons to craft though what did it matter? It had only been a couple of weeks since Winta had returned home to Tale after having wandered for quite some time through Sauti and bits of Zena. She was certain she had passed through other areas but at that point she had been trying to avoid strangers that she didn't bother to find out where all she had been.
Swine-eyes quickly got her attention though as she got closer to town and realized that once more the boys were gawking at a new face. Or rather, new boobs. Winta mentally shrugged since she had been there, through it and got the top to prove it. She couldn't help but roll her eyes as they passed after having been embarrassed publicly like that. Instantly Winta knew she would need to approach the girl and commend her on that. Most girls blushed and tried to hide themselves, few reveled in it (admittedly she did enjoy the stares now and then because they could look all they wanted) and even less took action. Upon getting closer to the girl, Winta couldn't help but lightly laugh at her reaction to--well--the chest area that had been gawked at. "I think the saying goes something like 'it could always be worse' but I think the one who coined that term probably didn't have a huge chest that was always in the way or being gawked at by every man and woman around." She called up. "Although, they aren't completely useless." Winta winked at a man as he walked by and watched as he nearly tripped over a root of a tree. "See, its the little things that make it worth it." She joked, trying hard not to laugh.
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