[h1][centre][color=a2d39c]Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper[/color][/centre][/h1]
[h2][centre][color=a2d39c]Dawn Haven _ Town Square edge[/color][/centre][/h2]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Escorting the Snakeness to her tower lair and ADHD adventures.[/b][/color] [/centre]
[centre][color=a2d39c][b] Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.
Sloshed snakes can slither too[/b][/color][/centre]



Sya let herself be escorted away from the post Office where things got busier reaching the centre of the town, a few looked at the pair in surprise but most had got well used to Blightborn who called the town home. Maybe it was the blightborn being escorted by Orion like a lady of a noble house as they walked to the eye of the Beholder. 

She giggled at the comment about having to draw straws to share time with her, that certainly would be a rather strange and fun turn of events to have such desire for her affections. [color=c4df9b]“A snakness In her tower as a noble Knight and a dark and mysterious woman cloaked and hooded both desire her hand.”[/color] Sya said oh so dramatically though the mirth and humour ever present on her features, something Sya could never easily hide. [color=c4df9b]“Where's the dragon? My tower needs a dragon.”[/color] Sya asked with a look and a fresh giggle and mirthful flick of her ever present tail. 

They moved through, Sya felt snow rest on the previously mentioned serpentine limb and glanced over her shoulder to see how deep blue and snow combined into a glittery star light effect. It really was quite beautiful.  [color=c4df9b]“M'Lord Onion, how kind of you to escort me to thy lair”[/color] Sya said with evident tone of flirtation and a flash of the woman who cuddled in front a cottage, drawing on her partner's lap and playfully exchanged kisses at sunset after hard afternoons work. 

They made their way quietly in an companaible mood, Sya felt comfortable as they walked, slithered in her case across the town and it did not feel forced. Sya would definitely consider Orion a friend after this, he did not have to escort her home or play alone with her broken nature but he did and he seemed at ease with her. If life was not so crazy, the snow, the eternal night and being both considered monsters by many, it would all be rather romantic. 

She pulled him softly to a halt with a small tug on his arm from her small frame, she looked at him with a thought of concentration and unable to match complex thought and movement at same time due to her sheer inhibitions by alcohol. Sya looked steady but she was fully and definitely not sober. People sometimes thought Sya was just the woman who served ales and stew but she was a very attentive host, intelligent and was a woman who rarely missed events about her. The gossip she got was pretty juice too, she, Vala, Becky and so where rather well informed. 

[color=c4df9b]“Mookay”[/color] Sya said as she garbled words, definitely drunk but she would give him her understanding. [color=c4df9b]“So… Kira, for a kiss from a handsome prince Onion”[/color] She giggled, swayed and steadied herself as they were on the edge of the town square watching the gathering people about fires for warmth. [color=a2d39c]“Kira, I was too much… she not used to people's kindness, she a egg, but the egg  must be cooked slowly to ssssoften the sasshell” [/color]Sya said with a drunken honesty and no thong held back. [color=c4df9b]“She had to be a lone egg, to make her shell hard to protect her Yolk from bad spoons, she needs time to heal her yolk”[/color] Sya said without thinking too hard running on her intuitive thoughts. 

[color=c4df9b]“She needs time, space to heal, it's scary for her.it was for me when i first came here.”[/color] She said caringly and with a look she paused and reached to hold Orion's other hand to get his full attention sliding her small fingers into his larger grip and looked at him with that strangely blue eye of hers, that seemed to see through into people rather than just at them when she tried. 

[color=c4df9b]“Orion, we all had to heal.” [/color]She ruined her flow with a hic and a giggle but carried on regardless. [color=c4df9b]“I never was alone, I always had a box, a partner, 10 summers, a family, so my egg fitted better, my … was the loneliest time of my life, I lost everything, my heart arched, my feet hurt, I was a monster in a gutter.. under a stolen ruin. I do not know how long Kira spent under such spoons, But her shell and yolk will heal at her pace, like your rather handsome shell and kind yolk.”[/color] Sya said with all the quirks of Sya but no shame, Sya was Sya deep to her Yolk.

Her look turned almost to scan Orion and squeezed his hand a little. [color=c4df9b]“You. Curious.”[/color] Sya said softly with a gentle hiss and mulled her words. [color=c4df9b]“You seem like me. In a way, something hurt us, we trying to find our place, Your Your yolk…is blurred… I cannot read it… Yet anyway. Give me more time to peel your onion layers.”[/color] Sya said like it was entirely normal thing and swayed naturally, cheeky and poking his foot with a gentle tail nudge. 

Sya was overly bold, she had the desire to thank him, but she did not know how, Sya brain demanded she thank him and her impulse control right now was… badly compromised to say the least. Sya mind ran through a few interesting areas and least one that ended up in her tower and ripping his shirt off with tail. That would not end well. 

She leaned up shakily and kissed his cheek, closing her big blue eye and wrapping her tail partly about his legs as a form of balance. She gave him a cute blush and so and backed down with a little smirk of mischief spotting the lipstick mark she left that she tried to hide. 

Her new found status and confidence she had started to wear makeup again, dress nicely and be more proactively confident again. 

She was reluctant to let go, Sya dropped her tail back behind her but her fingers lingered, she had joyed and found the little human touch addictive, it had been a thing she never realised how much she had valued until she lost it. 

would it be soooo bad to not let go.. Syas little thought ran through her brain's quiet corner was having its own whole internal debate.

[color=c4df9b]“Not sorry”[/color] She said with a very Sya moment though her body implied there was a lot more going on in the Lamias brain. 

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