[h2]Phoenix Wing[/h2]
"Mnn..." Trinity curled tighter in her bed as the sun shone through her opened window. The lighter, thinner drapes were drawn, scattering the sunlight as it entered her room. After a moment or two, the young lady takes a deeeep breath and rolls her curled form onto her knees and elbows. She takes another deep breath and holds it for a moment before she uncurls, stretching her arms into the air and finally flopping onto her back, now on top of her sheets and upside down in bed. Her mostly bare body gives a light shiver, not used to being quite so exposed to the air, and she sits up and turns to hang her feet off the bed. She yawns and stretches again before pushing off to her feet and starting to dress.

Another yawn announces Trinity's presence as she descends the stairs into the main room of the guild hall. The young minstrel's eyes spy Fleo, Ariel and Annalise by the job board and she waves, lazily. "G'm'rnin'." The young woman rubs her face and finds herself something to sit on nearby.

Annalise... so that shiny green thing on her neck was probably that glass shard that this job is about. And they shouldn't touch it? From the sounds of it, that was definitely the case, don't touch it. She wasn't in the habit of touching things that were sticking out of other people, anyway. Particularly sensitive areas like the head or neck.