Out in the Countryside

She Doesn't Have a Lot to Say

She had started working at the gas stop a few days prior, but there was little to do during the afternoon because not many people stopped by as she guessed that they were all at work, or at school—in some cases. Thus, during the afternoons, she always tried to occupy herself by cleaning and organizing any of the merchandise or the store itself. It was not like working there was fun, but it was not boring either. If there was no one in the store, she could watch the football game on the Teli to entertain herself—the manager had allowed her to.

It was around three thirty and she knew that in a few minutes, the store would begin to fill with customers on their way back home. Within barely ten minutes, the cars had started to park themselves at the gas pumps and she was already starting to get a little nervous because she was new with a cashier like this. She waited for people to enter the shop and soon enough, they did. Most people were surprised to see her because she was someone new.

She cashed people out for about an hour and then everyone was gone again. Quite a bit of people had come by, in fact, she had seen probably most of the faces that belonged to the people in the village. It was about four in the afternoon when the other blonde female came in through the door while taking her uniform shirt out of her backpack, "Hey there, Arturia." She greeted.

Arturia smiled and nodded, "Hello Jeanne, how was school?"

The younger of the two shrugged, "It was pretty cool! I mean, it was actually okay but the cool part was the fact that we had a special guest speaker and we barely have those."

"Oh, that sounds like fun, what was the guest speaker talking about?" Arturia asked as the other crossed the counter and slipped into the uniform shirt.

"Well, the subject was depressing. It was about Impaired Driving, but it was nice to see a new face," Jeanne bit her lower lip. "How was work?" She asked.

Arturia shrugged, "You weren't kidding when you said this is a wasteland." She laughed.

"I know, it gets kind of boring sometimes. But, it's totally worth it when you think about it. Sometimes you're getting paid just for watching teli." Jeanne joined in the laughter and the two continued to talk about whatever they thought of.

"So, what did you think when you first met the Duibhne family?" Jeanne sat back on a chair as Sherlock played on the small screen.

Arturia gave a soft laugh and grinned, "Cuchulainn seemed like your average tall buff guy. I mean I was sort of concerned at first because I didn't expect him to be so muscular. Then Scáthach mistook me for a sales representative and eventually closed the door on me, which made me believe she was a bit rude. Finally, I initially thought that Diarmuid was sneaking in the barn trying to steal some chickens or something. I don't think we got off on the right foot. Plus, I was surprised to find out the 'most handsome boy in the village' was covered in cow dung and hay from head to toe."

Jeanne immediately let out loud laughter, "No way! Was he actually covered in cow poop?"

Arturia gave a nod, "He did not look the slightest bit handsome."

The blonde with the long braid covered her mouth to supress her laughter, "Oh my, what was he doing?"

"Apparently checking the animal's temperature."

She shook her head as her laughter died down, "Poor Diarmuid, he must have been so embarrassed."

Arturia shrugged, "But now we're getting a long and I really like the family, they're super nice."

"Yes," Jeanne nodded, "The Duibhne family is so nice. They helped my family out when we had moved here from Lorraine; they're super awesome."

"You came from France? That's quite the travel, why England?" Arturia blinked, "If you don't mind me asking, that is."