One Step Closer. [Open/Introduction]

Life sometimes tossed a person a coincidence or two, but the fact she’d been able to “follow’ this fellow for the past ten minutes or so started getting a little too coincidental for her when he passed up the option to head towards the Mountain Village and continued towards her same destination: Infinity Hydra. ’I suppose he could be lookin’ to post up a job or somethin’….buuuut…’ Eyeing the travel bag with him, the idea didn’t seem particularly likely unless he’d been traveling for quite a while. ’Pretty sure they’ve got other ways to send ‘em out though unless it’s something dire?’ Well she wouldn’t find anything out if she continued to walk behind the gentleman.

Jogging lightly to catch up she greeted the stranger with a slap to the back and a wide grin, ”Where you off too stranger? If you’re lookin’ for a place to stay the night you passed it up, but I don’t blame you if you’re lookin’ for a better meal up ahead. Bartender’s a looker, the food’s good, and the company’s always interesting.” She’d only caught the tail end of his mumblings, not quite sure what he meant by them as the grin lowered into a smile. ’If nothin’ else an interesting lookin’ fellow.’

Heh, well she wouldn’t blame the lad for being a bit irked by her sudden intrusion, though she hoped he hadn’t been busy brooding or other. Those types tended to snub others or get awfully prickly, something she couldn’t help tempting fate with at times. Much to her pleasure the fellow lightened up right quick, deciding it either wasn’t worth the fight or coping an attitude might be unnecessary. ’ ‘Sides, seems he lucked out,’ she thought to herself, that familiar location ringing quite a few easy bells, ’But should I tease him about it or come out right…hmm choices, choices…’ Before she could go one way or the other manners kicked in, to a degree, as he inquired about her name.

”Rohma,” she offered, pronouncing it “row-mah” with a grin, ”Though you seem to have forgotten your’s?” The teasing note was there, the woman certainly not a stickler about such things. ”Yer not far though from the guild, but I won’t lie: not much to do about housing around here if you don’t plan to make it yourself.” She waited a few beats, looking thoughtfully up at the clouds as if some divine intervention or information might descend before shrugging more to herself: she’d be nice this time. Sparkling green eyes returned, ”If yer lookin’ to join though I’m sure they got a room for ya. The guild master had enough mind about him to develop some places to stay rather than forcing everyone to build their own tree forts or mountain side cabins.”

Not that it sounded like a bad idea, just involved a lot more time in housing than she cared to spend really.