35. filthy - for any character you wish to write this for. <3
Filthy really makes me stretch in these! Good practice, but tough lol
“Excuse me, Jioro?”
She jolted up from the steam creature she’d been digging through for parts, unaware she’d have any attention this far up the mountains. In fact, she’d intended to be left alone. That’s why she’d just joined the Vigil, they promised her a grant to further study the steam creatures in an isolated location. “...can I help you?”
The sylvari standing in front of her was short, even by their standards, but stood with the stature of a soldier confident in his skills. “My name is Laranthir. I’ve been sent here to check on you and see how your research is beginning. Don’t worry, I’ll be out of your hair soon.” He reached a hand out to shake hers.
She briefly wipes her hands on her coat, layers of oil and grease smearing around as she hopes it’s not too rude to return the offer with a still dirty hand. “I’ll show you to the workshop,” she clasps her hand in his and gives it a firm shake before turning to walk, “it’s just up this way.”
“Wonderful!” The green sylvari seems unfazed by the grease that had likely smeared onto his own hand, simply quietly nodding at her to lead the way. Maybe this wouldn’t be the worst meeting.
