8th of Winter, 513 AV
Her slow steps finally led her to the Tisuma Baths. In truth, all she wanted was to go to her room and sleep. She reeked of fungi, she was tired, and it was late. And the stupid Inarta was still following her, although Syveris couldn't know if it was because of his duty or only because he too wanted a bath. The Avora was angry, frustrated and sad, and the emotional turmoil left her even more tired.
But she was stinking, and she didn't want her bed to reek of fungi, so the Tisuma Baths was her only real option right then.
Syveris entered the locker room, noticing that the people around her seemed to take some steps back. The Avora knew all too well that people came in there reeking all the time, and while she agreed that her smell was almost insupportable, she also knew the real motive for them to leave as soon as they could. And this knowledge was maddening.
"Don't think." she whispered under her breath, angrily. Normally, Syveris didn't mind bathing in the Tisuma Baths. She wasn't embarrassed about her body, and she couldn't care less about what others thought of her appearance, but right then, all she wanted was a private bath, so she could take her time and relax, without the accusing stares.
Raising her hands, the Avora untied her vinati from behind her back. before doing the same to the straps around her neck, letting the piece fall into the ground. Then, she took of her boots and bryda, looking at the ruined cloth before growling with anger once again. At the time, she hadn't mind, but now, the thought of needing to go out and get new clothes seemed just a hindrance, more than anything.
"Come here." she waved for an attendant, while taking off her undergarments. Syveris looked at the Chiet, and scowled when she saw that the woman hadn't moved an inch. "Come. Here. Now." it was more of a growl than actual words, but it made the woman take a few steps toward her, hesitantly.
Syveris controlled her anger only enough to take her fallen vinati and her boots. Then, she turned at the Chiet, her eyes burning with anger.
"Now listen here." she took a step towards the woman, using all her height to intimidate her. "I might be an accused, but nothing has been proved, and I'm still an Avora. I don't give a shyke about what you think of me, but if I order you to do something, you will petching do it." the Avora didn't even wait for a reply before shoving her clothes and boot on the woman's hand. "Clean those until they aren't stinking anymore." then, she dropped her bryda at the Chiet's feet. "Throw this away or whatever. I don't care."
She then stomped out of the locker and into the baths, grabbing a towel on the way. Syveris knew she had been rude and bossy, things she usually avoided, but then, she was angry, and she only wanted to bath and be done.
Her slow steps finally led her to the Tisuma Baths. In truth, all she wanted was to go to her room and sleep. She reeked of fungi, she was tired, and it was late. And the stupid Inarta was still following her, although Syveris couldn't know if it was because of his duty or only because he too wanted a bath. The Avora was angry, frustrated and sad, and the emotional turmoil left her even more tired.
But she was stinking, and she didn't want her bed to reek of fungi, so the Tisuma Baths was her only real option right then.
Syveris entered the locker room, noticing that the people around her seemed to take some steps back. The Avora knew all too well that people came in there reeking all the time, and while she agreed that her smell was almost insupportable, she also knew the real motive for them to leave as soon as they could. And this knowledge was maddening.
"Don't think." she whispered under her breath, angrily. Normally, Syveris didn't mind bathing in the Tisuma Baths. She wasn't embarrassed about her body, and she couldn't care less about what others thought of her appearance, but right then, all she wanted was a private bath, so she could take her time and relax, without the accusing stares.
Raising her hands, the Avora untied her vinati from behind her back. before doing the same to the straps around her neck, letting the piece fall into the ground. Then, she took of her boots and bryda, looking at the ruined cloth before growling with anger once again. At the time, she hadn't mind, but now, the thought of needing to go out and get new clothes seemed just a hindrance, more than anything.
"Come here." she waved for an attendant, while taking off her undergarments. Syveris looked at the Chiet, and scowled when she saw that the woman hadn't moved an inch. "Come. Here. Now." it was more of a growl than actual words, but it made the woman take a few steps toward her, hesitantly.
Syveris controlled her anger only enough to take her fallen vinati and her boots. Then, she turned at the Chiet, her eyes burning with anger.
"Now listen here." she took a step towards the woman, using all her height to intimidate her. "I might be an accused, but nothing has been proved, and I'm still an Avora. I don't give a shyke about what you think of me, but if I order you to do something, you will petching do it." the Avora didn't even wait for a reply before shoving her clothes and boot on the woman's hand. "Clean those until they aren't stinking anymore." then, she dropped her bryda at the Chiet's feet. "Throw this away or whatever. I don't care."
She then stomped out of the locker and into the baths, grabbing a towel on the way. Syveris knew she had been rude and bossy, things she usually avoided, but then, she was angry, and she only wanted to bath and be done.