[hider=Radiant~~<3!!] [img]http://i1305.photobucket.com/albums/s550/BOINGSY/bba2033a-9b65-4b04-90c0-ddfb405d5a93_zpshdzhiyl6.jpg[/img] [/hider] Green eyes once again slipped back into reality and Radiant gave her head a rough single shake. Immediately thereafter her jaw snapped close as soon as she realized that she was just staring and staring and staring at the gorgeous, blonde queen... and a healer queen at that too...! Another couple shakes of her head, a couple smacks to flushed cheeks, perhaps even a backhanded wipe of some drool from her chin, a quick smoothing out of raggedy clothing, single a steeling inhale and exhale and Radiant was ready. Ready To. Meet. The. Queen. No, not just yet. The teen breathed sharply into a cupped hand and inhaled it. Ughs. Breath not so fresh, but nothing a little chewing of some grass of shrubbery could not cure. And so after a handful of greenery into her mouth, Radiant began to march toward the entrance-- --but first she paused after glancing through the window and catching sight of her large brown-skinned companion . Denemika was sort of bowing at another dark haired female. What the actual mess was going on? Should not the Priestess bow at the Queen and not this other? She tried to inconspicuously wave get Denemika's attention but the enormous muscly mass of tattooed woman had closed off her amber eyes to Radiant's pantomimes. [i]'And oh, hey but wait... who were those guys that were kneeling before-- --oh by all heavens and hells that existed!! Just who was this other beautiful gorgeous short-haired blonde-- Radiant, stop it!!! Just get in there! No manner of vile rubbish, lurking and skulking about seeking to end such a worthy and beautiful life of a queen spotted out here, right?! Get in there, Rai!'[/i] As if launched from a giant crossbow, Radiant hurtled towards the entrance of the tavern pulling her hood over her head as she went. Just before she could dart in, she came to a screeching halt as a mass of grumpy and grumbling men spilled out the doors. From just over their shoulders she spied some burly, armoured senior citizen making a scene, barking and yelling like an old man with ants in his pants and blaming everyone else other than himself for lining the insides of his trousers with honey to attract said ants. She craned her neck up and leaned this way and that trying to see what else was going on. [i]'Oh! And there's 'Mika and-- --wait why was everyone paying so much attention to this other blonde? Okay, so yes she was rather hot with her golden crop top hair style, but still, why wasn't anyone attending to the QUEEN?! The only other person there to attend to the queen was not actually attending to the queen, she was... she was hot too... oooohhh... exotic flavoured--! but no! Radiant! Focus! FOCUS!!! '[/i] The teen exhaled sharply and, damn her raggedy attire, she would waltz right up to the teen-aged queen and-- “--I said outta' m'way, smelly urchin!!!” BOP!!! A rough shove sent Radiant down, butt first into the mud. Anger pure and simple washed over the teen's pale face, but instead of directing her ire at the brute, she just scowled and shook her head to no one in particular. She knew the cost of berating a beer-smelling man, ten years her senior and at least a hundred pounds heavier than her. Fat lips, bloodied noses and swollen eyes were not happy reminders at all. Radiant turned tail, shoulders slumped, chin lowered in defeat, and trudged heavily towards the open tavern doors. ~~~~~! [hider=Denemika~~<3!!] [img]http://i1305.photobucket.com/albums/s550/BOINGSY/a58f5e5d-a4e0-4343-93b6-1bf726c0b369_zpshpdrxmj8.jpg[/img] [/hider] Rhysln had just accepted the other priestess and her male companion as comrades before and Denemika's intensity had actually lowered a notch and she nodded her own approval at this [i]queen's[/i] words. The Priestess would stand for this [i] queen's [/i] family, painfully clear not as a daughter, but at least there was another priestess here that had found fond approval by this [i]queen.[/i] So... if not a daughter of a Matriarch, then perhaps a sister of another Whisperer in this new home for Denemika. A smile crept up her lips and lightened up her tattooed visage. But not for long. Oh how wonderful. Mika did not understand all the words that the yellow-headed male spat in her general direction, but he, this Eyes-Lowered in Irons, made it painfully clear he was accusing Denemika of something. Nostril's flared as scoffing air exhaled from the large woman. A soft, brown suede boot stepped forward and rattled the trinkets lining her cloak. A full stride in front of Rhysln, Denemika shook her head at the long blonde locked male as she slowly raised an arm and held it hovering at shoulder level with all fingers spread out wide. “It okay, Eyes-Lowered-in-Irons...” The Priestess' fingers swiftly balled together to form a clenched fist aimed at Mikel, “Denemika watching you too...” A hint of a playful smile pulled at the corners of her dark lips but the wildness in the amber eyes glinted with promises of somethings else other than humour. She held her gaze upon Mikel a moment longer then lowered both her fist and eyes before stepping back to stand before this queen. And so another queen-sworn came in, an older one, and judging by reactions and the way things were going, this older one was a much, much more important one. Again, she did not understand all the words, but judging by the reaction of Rhysln, the words were in the same vein and tone as the ones spoken by Mikel earlier. The Priestess just held a steady amber gaze and managed a rather audible sigh. How else could she tell them that she was here as a matter of honour and respect for a treaty written by outsiders, and, honour and respect for her family nation and all her ancestors?! 'Mika just shook her head. For this was her new home now. Love it or hate it she had to endure; this was her new home now. A ruckus overtook the back area of the tavern as some men ran roughshod out the entry way. A dark raven eyebrow raised over curious amber eyes as she saw that Thom, this Body-Without-Head-Worthy male, was slinking out the door with these other men. Oh, and yes, 'Mika did see what happened to Radiant but the Priestess just held her ground and held her breath in anticipation when she saw the teen girl get up off the ground with such a look of distaste upon her pale face. Then she exhaled in defeat when she saw Radiant tromp heavily towards the entrance of the tavern. Now it was 'Mika's turn to try to make eye contact with the girl. And they did make eye-contact. 'Mika made a violent head-butting motion. Radiant's head snapped back as if she did get head-butt from all the way over there by the entrance. ...Head-butt just like when Denemika taught a street rat teen a reminder about how to keep something that once belonged to the Priestess and was ultimately passed on to a street rat teen. “I will not lose that honour...” uttered Radiant solemnly as she nodded once at Denemika, “I will not...” 'Mika nodded back then Radiant spun on a heel to face the male that had knocked her down. Something earned and never lost-- “Oi...! You knocked me down! Not very nice, that! Was it now...? Sooo... you... you... aye, mister! [i]You owe me an apology,[/i] you do...!” --it was an honourable thing.