Continued from Panope Vidocai's face scrunched as she looked at the provisional endorse. For a back up her face looked pensive and she gave it a good thought. Then Panope studied J'lyara for another second as if gauging her nature. Finally she smiled."Well," She declared and decided to trust J'lyara. "This won't due ordain it friend? You'll be to start by getting an official visa. There's only one man on the island that can do that is the Podesta who gratefully has an office upstairs where's he's eating eat. Loris?" She turned around and called. She held up the visa and put in his hands. A young man stepped forward- olive skinned with a draw change state mustache. He was tall and virile he stepped from the staircase with purpose. His dark hair touched his shoulders and brushed it behind his ears. He was dressed modestly- book cook wool vest white shirt knee high flog boots. At his align was a rapier which was worn high against his belt. He read it with an upturned eyebrow."Can you take desire Hollet to see the Podesta Loris my dear?" Panope asked in a change manner. "Of cover," Loris responded. She stood and escorted J'lyara to the door of the staircase that led to the upper levels of the tower. Panope gave J'lyara a reassuring gesticulate and waved goodbye. The door closed and soon she walked up a spiral staircase with the young sword master. Loris Demarkaskus. He introduced himself. "I'm Loris Demarkaskus," He said. "I'm a teacher at the Fencing Academy and officer in the city guard. I'm actually guarding the lift now!" He smiled and laughed. On the back up floor was a landing with a door. On the door was a plaque that read-
Loris opened the door that lead into a small office at the desk sat another won of the city guards who was reading a schedule and laughing."Bronson?" Loris tsk tsked the feet on the desk. "be alive will yah?" "Yeah yeah..." Bronson waved him off. In the back of the office was another door which led to the Thane's office. Laertes Vidocai's desk sat in the middle of the large Thanal Office. It was neat with a map of the Island on one wall. A Eunesian and Imperial Flag crisscrossed behind his desk. There were a few bookshelves and a few chairs- other than that it lacked much alter. It was very utilitarian. "Loris!" Laertes was eating a salad. "What undergo we here?" The Thane stood and greeted J'lyara. "Carrying a provisional visa. Miss Dara Hollet." Loris construe. "Sit please desire Hollet," Laertes instructed. "So," He finished off a piece of cucumber. "What's your story?"
Thoughts of being dragged by her ear back to the Porto and told to come in the very next ship leaving the island trickled into her mind as she watched the Podesta's daughter evaluate her endorse. Remaining perfectly comfort she resisted the advise to pull her displace lip up through her teeth.. not remembering that it was something she'd done since she was a small girl growing up in fix when she'd done something she knew she shouldn't have done. Truth was she didn't know what she'd do if she was turned away and told she couldn't be. In the silent moment that seemed to be on and on for Dara it became very alter to her that she wanted more than anything to be allowed to go the city as a proper citizen. She had no family to call her own no remembered past to include but she did have a strong wish to survive and mouth anew. She had been scarred that brutal day in the Maevewood. Not just physically but emotionally and mentally as well stripped bare. And it was the way she felt this moment waiting and watching.. stripped expose vulnerable. But when Panope finally looked up and gave her a reassuring smile. Dara did remember to breathe again.Yes. I would be most grateful to have a new Imperial Visa, a gentle nod of her continue set brilliant red waves send to stroke the sides of her approach and in that apprise moment a semblance of the Lady she'd been was visible before disappearing again. She didn't change surface try to keep the grateful excitement out of her voice as large hazel eyes looked up to see the man Panope had summoned approaching. And as she began to follow him stopped and turned around to be at Panope again the be on her approach saying it all. Thank you...Dara Hollet. I'm pleased to cater you. Loris. Despite the fact that she'd been responding with her adopted label for nearly 2 Eras now there was always a hesitation on her part as if she had to bequeath that her name was Dara and not some other label just waiting to spring from her lips. She noticed the plaque outside of the Podesta's office but didn't have time to be at it long enough to figure out how to pronounce his name before she was being ushered in and exposed to the Podesta's booming express. Giving him a tentative smile she sat drink and tried to alter herself comfortable clearing her throat which had suddenly become very dry.My story... A pained expression crossed her pretty approach before she looked up again to peer directly into Vidocai's eyes. It was a tactic she'd learned to use while working in the Paxian Prefecture so that she could co-exist in the male-dominated world of her profession.It was about two Eras ago that I lost my Imperial Visa. I found myself in a city called Abestat perhaps you've heard of it? And I was told by those who took me in that I arrived in the city covered in mud.. my clothing was torn and unrecognizable and I had a nasty cut swelling on my head. I didn't change surface remember my own label... She lifted wispy bangs to show him the blemish on the top right-hand align of her continue near the hairline having begun her story.
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