[center][h1][color=DeepSkyBlue]Thora Herschel[/color][/h1]

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Apparently Thora missed. Well, she didn't so much miss as hit somebody else... Who was mad at her... at first. He looked weird, old even, using a cane as well. And he was dripping wet, from coat to beard.

It wouldn't have weirded her so much if the dude had just continued to yell at her about how he got splashed with her "peashooter".
Instead, he started to sputter some useless drivel in wordy words. Just the one thing she hated the most. Words that meant absolutely nothing used to show how smart and educated one was. And then he got a bit insulting as well... confusing deaf and mute... 
So, in the end, the smart words were just pretense? 

Whatever, Thora wasn't mute because her throat couldn't make sounds. It could, but she didn't talk. She wouldn't, not that she knows how to form many words, as she, even in her childhood, never really said anything except for the occasional word.
And now, it was just too much work for her to learn speaking. Why would you, if you could just as well communicate without words.
She was also sure that her throat, with the lack of use, might have actually atrophied a bit... she never had it tested, so, Thora didn't know nor did she particularly care.

She stood up, that action not particularly increasing her stature, and nodded at the stranger with narrowed eyes. She pointed at the name on the wall and then to herself, nodding once more.