[center][color=c4df9b][u]Dareen Kahina[/u][/color][/center] 

Dareen said nothing. A tailor? Keeping a shop? My, Dareen thought, that would have been a travesty worse than all those murders she committed. In the business of blood, however, gold was plentiful and there was respect to be found. Faeril might have well said "Why didn't you just try not being poor?". Still, there was some truth in the Black Widow's words. She probably could have figured something out. Fumbled her way into a craftwoman's trade. That pride was still there, Dareen thought. It wasn't enough to just eek out an existence. She had to be more. And despite all her killing, all her mistakes, that drive was still there. It would never go away.

Faeril made her proprosition. It seems, for now, she would live. Darn, she thought. I guess I can't get rid of myself that easily.

Standing from the chair, she draped her hood back around the side of her head.[color=c4df9b] "Alright. Thanks."[/color] Awkwardly she walked out of the room. Passing by Xandar, she thought about palming his nose into his brain. Sure, she would be driven to madness, but that also might be kinda worth it to shut up his snoring. Nah, that would just disappoint everyone. Moving on.

Dareen gave a passing glance to Mikhail and found a relatively isolated wall to lean up against. Rubbing the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger, she thought about that spilt alcohol back in that tavern.

[color=c4df9b]"I could really use a drink,"[/color] she grumbled to herself, thinking of that Pruulish wine Naseer used to scrounge up. That kind that made Geoffrey sick. Nothing could beat that. Her and that band of killers. All of this shit wouldn't be happening if she had just learned to bottle up her feelings like everyone else and get back to work. Oh, well. 

She saw Gen and Denvar escaping the tension by disappearing into their own little room. She gave a little wave and sighed, diverting her gaze and looking around at the blank walls of the house she found herself in. Very...tasteful.