damia ravin speaks fluent sarcasm (contrabandist) wrote in emillion, @ 2013-05-09 02:15:00 |
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She felt warm. Warmer than she was used to, leather confines aside, which she had opted out of for the night, leaving her wrapped in tight, but much lighter clothing. Rarely was Damia's life in such immediate danger that she needed to don all of her armor, what little she did wear, and so if it wasn't for the dagger strapped to her side, she might've looked like a lady with her hair pulled up as it was. |