Ms.Tress and Uchaka
Interacting with:@Lauder
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Ms. Tress has sat by passively as the two, then three...then four people had their conversation. It wasn't the first time she had been ignored and it probably wouldn't be the last. As she waited for the other's to finish up their conversation, Ms.Tress continued to eat her meal. Only raising a perfectly arched brow at the Welcoming of the Skull masked woman to the guild.
"I'm starting to feel like a wallflower here." She announced before licking the fruit juice from her fingers in an obnoxiously seductive manner.
"Anyway my...colourful friend, You will get no judgement from me. This place ain't exactly a cake walk. My lips are sealed on how you deal with the shitshow we have to call our lives for now." She added, with an almost vulnerable look in her eyes. The look didn't last long before it was quickly replaced with a cocky smirk.
“That is a lie, all people have their judgements no matter what I say. You, along with everyone else, will do what is the reality of human nature, judge,” Uchaka stated in a rather analytical manner. Nonchalantly she opened up her menu and stared at the friend request for a few moments. “Humans are driven to isolate outliers, like myself, and seemingly push them away.”
Her eyes burned into Ms. Tress with a blank stare through her mask. Then, she accepted the friend request that she had left open on her menu, also adding the gift the woman had left to her inventory.
“At least that is from my own observations,” the skull-masked one added as she turned her attention back to Ms. Tress.
"Everyone deals with their shit in their own way. I've got no delusions of morality in a situation like this. All of us are human, and as such we aren't infallable. We may break at times, sometimes physically, more often mentally." the Trainer responded while leaning back on her chair, front legs rising from the floor. She had completely forgone her smoked meat in favour of the conversation.
She couldn't tell if the blank stare Uchaka was leveling her with was a front to cover for what she was really feeling or if the woman's experience in the past few days had really burned out her emotions. It didn't matter either way in Ms.Tress' opinion. She wasn't planning on backing down.
“Nonetheless, I spoke my mind when the idiot came by. ‘Twas hunger that killed the greedy players,” Uchaka stated, not bothering to continue fighting the woman’s philosophy studies.
"To hell with them then. In times like these, we should be helping each other when we can." The statuesque woman replied.
She was beginning to grow weary of the topic, so with a wink she brought a foot underneath herself, forcing her body at a slight angle. "Anywho, aside from that bout of misfortune. What does a girl like you do for fun? I'm becoming dreadfully bored of my day to day, maybe a fresh perspective might help?"
Uchaka merely shrugged, fun hadn't exactly been a top priority for her since she essentially became a bandit to make profit enough to live through the game. Though, she looked up, thinking to herself for a moment about what she used to do for fun, "I suppose I like to analyze things. In the real world, I used was a business analyst so stuff like that so I guess that was fun."
"Actually wait, I like reading"
To say that Ms.Tress was surprised by the information about Uchaka's life outside of Talrae would have been an understatement. While she admitted that she had a bit of a talent for getting people to talk, she expected the skull masked woman to be tougher to crack than this. Refusing to look a gift horse in the mouth, Ms.Tress decided to share some of the information she could remember from before she came to be.
"Same on the reading. Was actually a librarian, and no I was not the naughty kind." Her lips curled into a playful smirk at the end.
"So, will you take up the idealist over there," She pointed to Xenos before continuing, "On his offer to join the guild. Might offer my services as well." Her eyebrows wagging suggestively at the word 'services'.
"Didn't know there was an offer," Uchaka said simply, looking over to where she had pointed, then back to Ms. Tress, "Not really interested. Guilds don't tend to like me." It was hard to tell if she was ignoring Ms. Tress' suggestive nature or was simply oblivious to it, her nuetral tone certainly did not help.
"Might as well try. If they really don't like you they'll just kick you out. Their moral compass' won't let them do much else." She huffed when her teasing neglected to get a rise out of the other woman. She settled back into her seat and started on her smoked meat.
[color=mediumorchid]"Besides, the two of us could liven up that uppity lot. A couple of morally ambiguous women surrounded by a bunch of rightous...individuals, for lack of a nicer term. What could possibly go wrong?"[/color' Her words with full of mirth.
"They lead us to our deaths?" Uchaka suggested, an eyebrow raising behind her mask.
"Come on! Live a little! Life's too short, especially at a time like this." Ms.Tress responded in kind. A cocky smirk back on her lips.
Uchaka let out a sigh, this woman was tiresome and she did not want to deal with constantly being pushed into things she didn't want to do or say. "You aren't going to give me much of a choice are you?"
Ms.Tress laughed heartily at the put upon sigh. "Not really sweetheart. I tend to grow on you, like Ivy!" Her smile was nearly blinding.
Uchaka gave a look of annoyance before getting up and starting to leave the inn, having completed her meal and brought her hunger bar back up to where she wanted it to be. "I'll think about it," the skull-masked one said in a less than convincing voice, simply trying to get Ms. Tress to stop getting her to do things. If it worked, Uchaka may actually crack a smile, and if it did not, then she would just have to go along with things until she could eventually get away from the woman.
"Hope to see you soon Sweetheart!" The trainer said with a wave before continuing her meal. If the guild accepted both of them, they'll be in for a big surprise.
As Uchaka left the inn, the suggestive woman would soon find a request appear to her, a friend request.
