Jasmyn could feel her stomach growl as the orc mentioned food. She was frustrated by the other thing he mentioned, but realizing she had no money and no job, she could do little but resign and tag along. This was quite clearly not her day, but she'd at least vent her frustration. As she meekly followed the orc to the door, she couldn't help but feel the need to take a swing at the cowboy--and she couldn't bother to control herself.

Taking a swing at the man's face and following with a knee aimed at his family jewels, her gaze turned to a cold glare. [color=6ecff6]"Don't get so full of yourself, or a sidekick is just what you'll get, you arrogant toad."[/color] Jasmyn was pissed. Pissed at the orc's shamelessness, pissed at the earlier clash, pissed at the man's arrogance, and most of all pissed at herself for not having a way to deal with her frustration without being as much of a hooligan as the others before her were. It was probably nothing personal, in her eyes, the man had just chosen the wrong attitude to be in the same room as her hungry, already-annoyed self. She realized the arrogance in this thought, but she couldn't be bothered to adjust her attitude right now.

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Without granting the cowboy another look, Jasmyn followed the orc into the city, he might've been Ill-mannered, but he had at least seemed friendly enough for normal conversation. With a sigh, she tried to suppress her anger. It didn't work as well as she'd have liked it to, obviously, but at least she managed to smile a little. Annoying as it was to be considered a nameless 'cutie with perky tits and a nice rump', at least it meant she had those...right? 

Slightly reluctant she walked up to the orc's side. She tried to speak in a less-than-hostile tone, but this only caused her to sound like a meek little sheep. [color=6ecff6]"My name's Jasmyn, please use it and stop commenting about my breasts. It's rude."[/color] She once more got fed up with herself for being unable to do something as simple as speaking the way she'd wanted, but only showed so as the faintest hint of pout took place on her face.

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