[She'd had her head bowed just enough that her expression was hidden behind the sweep of her bangs, loose curls that had escaped her braid framing her face. The young woman had been watching people with an odd sort of intensity, studying them, curious and maybe a little suspicious, but she'd been slapped into a collar without so much as an "excuse me" before getting pulled to the side.
Something about her posture said she was very good at disappearing in plain sight if she wanted to, but there was mischief in her eyes whenever a master got close to her though her expression stayed serene and her smile polite. Like a cat contemplating whether or not to swipe.
Her collar tag was rather appropriate in that regard.
Yet being addressed directly caught her by surprise, luminous green eyes catching the light as she has to look up to meet his gaze. Oh. Oh, he had to be taller than even Vincent.
In spite of the contemplative look she'd had on her face a moment ago, her sun-freckled cheeks pinked under his gaze, her hands instinctively smoothing out the front of her gauzy pink dress.]
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Something about her posture said she was very good at disappearing in plain sight if she wanted to, but there was mischief in her eyes whenever a master got close to her though her expression stayed serene and her smile polite. Like a cat contemplating whether or not to swipe.
Her collar tag was rather appropriate in that regard.
Yet being addressed directly caught her by surprise, luminous green eyes catching the light as she has to look up to meet his gaze. Oh. Oh, he had to be taller than even Vincent.
In spite of the contemplative look she'd had on her face a moment ago, her sun-freckled cheeks pinked under his gaze, her hands instinctively smoothing out the front of her gauzy pink dress.]
I'm Aerith, Aerith Gainsborough.