@krezein
the words spoken to her barely registered , not more than the sound of his voice hitting her ears . the small satchel she was holding dropped from her hand , the waves behind her swelling behind her , beads of water floating through the air , a blade forming in her hand , sharp and glittering like glass , or ice , perfectly crystalline , perfectly clear . " i would offer the same warning to you dirre , approaching strangers on the street is hardly a smart idea "