[b][center][h1][color=a0410d]Vesta Celestia[/color][/h1][/center][/b]
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[b][color=92278f]"You... where did you come from?"[/color][/b] Vesta glanced over her shoulder wearily at the man speaking behind her. Was he talking to her? Such a disrespectful tone he spoke with as well...if Vesta was 100%, no even 60% then she would have no qualms about beating some respect into this man. It mattered not to her how he looked, to her he was simply another commoner. One with no next to no clothing on she might add.
Definitely a strange pervert. She wouldn't deny his looks, but he was definitely a strange looking pervert.
[color=a0410d]"I see no need to explain myself, a Celestia, to someone beneath my rank, especially one as perverted as yourself. How poor must you be to not be able to afford clothing? Or do you simply get off by doing it? Either way it's your problem my dear sir and I suppose I shouldn't judge."[/color] Vesta might've been slightly harsh in her tone of voice and choice of words, but this was actually being tame. She could've and has said worse to people before.
However she didn't know his circumstances so wasn't going to be [i]too[/i] judgemental. But surely someone of his looks had the ability to afford clothing? Although she was mainly just trying to dodge his question. She wasn't going to admit she had no idea how she got here, her pride wouldn't do so. So distract the man by insulting him and hopefully he would drop the subject. A genius plan indeed.
[color=a0410d]"However you have approached me at an opportune time for myself. You see I must get to an inn by the name of Crescent Moon. As I seem to be feeling a tad unwell and not familiar enough with the capital to know my way from here, I need someone to guide me. I'll offer proper compensation of course once I meet up with my attendant. So if you wouldn't mind Mr Perverted-No-Shirt?"[/color] While Vesta had phrased her request as if he had a choice, her tone certainly wouldn't make Heinrich feel like there was much choice in the matter. And of course she couldn't help but throw in the obligatory insult at the end. So long as she believed him to be a perverted weirdo, she would treat him like dirt. No less than that, she actually liked dirt.