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[center][h1][color=f6989d] Irime Greenleaf [/color][/h1][/center]

Irime shook her head and laughed as Kreneas looked up and for a split second she thought she saw something in his eyes when he looked at her. Thinking she must be crazy she shook it off. He had just as good as said he thought of her only as his team mate. That gleam of attraction in his eyes had to be her imagination.

When he returned with a towel she took it and gladly dried her face and towel dried her braids as best as she could. [color=f6989d]"Thank you Kreneas." [/color]Realizing her armor was in need of being properly dried she went to her horse and pulled a cloak out of the bag and she went behind a tree on the other side of the horse and removed her leather armor. This left her in a cotton tank top with no sleeves and her underwear. Wrapping the cloak around her she buttoned it up from her knees to the top of her shoulders. Fully covered she pulled all of her armor together and took it to the large slab of rock where Kreneas was sitting. She laid it all out and noticed that he was still quiet. 

She pulled her hair down and undid her braids carefully trying to untangle the wet hair. She had a wide comb that she used but it was not quite the same as using modern day detangler and it took her a while to get her hair combed out to her satisfaction. She did this surrounded by her her armor on the far side of her and her bare legs and feet sitting in the sun. With her back to Kreneas she undid the cloak allowing the sun to hit her so it might dry her clothes. She had not thought about the fact that her new partner was sitting right there. He had made it clear to her that he was not interested in her so why would she think he might notice her in the equivalent to modern day boy shorts and a tank top.

Raising her face to the sunlight she smiled. Irime kept working with her hair in hopes that it would dry faster. Softly she began humming a song her mother had sung to her as a child. Whenever she was conflicted or lonely she would do this. Her parents were often at Rivendale. Elrond seemed to have a lot going on and seemed to need them. That and her grandfather and her father didn't seem to get along too well she noticed. She was thinking about this when she laid out the cloak and lay down on it and closed her eyes. She was laying on her stomach with the hopes that her hair and at least that part of her clothes would dry quickly. She wasn't worried about safety, Kreneas would alert her if someone came upon them. 

Behind her closed eyelids she pictured his eyes. He was a kind man, a calm man. Maybe she was too strong willed for him. She might need one of those men that was strong enough to handle her or maybe one like him. Either way she needed one that at least was interested in her and he was not. She turned her face away from the sun, her eyes still closed.

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