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Ah, the great outdoors. The brisk summer breeze blowing through the trees, the chirruping of the birds, the long, open fields stretched out before her, fading slowly into an idyllic village far and away from the hustle and bustle of city life. And what was this feeling, this warm and relaxed feeling sitting in the pit of Siiga's stomach? The feeling that told her she could relax, stick her feet up and just do nothing as the clouds went by and the day could be spent lazily lounging about?

Ah yes. Boredom.

Siiga was bored out her skull. It stood to reason that, as someone who had grown up as an outlaw dodging the long arm of the law, that being stuck on a cart with a load of righteous do-gooders wasn't exactly her idea of a good time, but even she underestimated how dull this little stint would be! Even the lad fainting was without the ghoulish pleasure one usually got from that sort of thing, because it was so utterly without fanfare. Never, in the history of Descended history, did she think a Tyro could get so insanely out-her-mind bored that even the potential death of her comrades couldn't stir a stem of emotion in that cold, frosty ice-cube she had instead of a heart. Hell, let the poor bastard die. At least she'd get to bury him, and do something.

Expectations were therefore low as she entered the inn, trailing behind everyone else, before sitting down and ordering the hardest drink in the house, because god knows she could get herself proper shitfaced right about now.

And then she saw her. Hallelujah, holy shit, God is real and he is a woman! Those thighs, that rack, that face! It was like someone dug into the deepest recesses of Siiga's mind and found "perfection". She was gorgeous! Amazing! Sensual!

Like fuck was she letting Blight take her from her!

"Really? That's your best line?" she scoffed at the knight as the girl went out of earshot. If this was her competition, this would be plaaaaaain sailing