[center][h1][color=f7976a]Saoirse[/color][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/VBTF3t9.png[/img]
[color=#FDF2E9][color=f7976a]Time:[/color] Morning, 9am
[color=f7976a]Location:[/color] Beach > Bathhouse 
[color=f7976a]Interactions:[/color] [@Th3King0fChaos] Ismael, [@Omni5876] Arn, [@Kazemitsu] Kharne, [@FunnyGuy] Kaleb 
[color=f7976a]Mentions:[/color] n/a [/color]
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[url=https://i.pinimg.com/236x/93/d3/d9/93d3d95c3c6aef1c684b3041cbd34e74.jpg]New Appearance from Disguise Ring[/url] & [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/466021461174386714/927276220230565908/unknown.png?width=394&height=586]New Outfit[/url]
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-Backpack filled with brass knuckles, multiple knives, lighter and some matches, mask. 
-[b]Left at room[/b]: wad of cash, black long sleeve shirt, leggings, black combat boots, and red leather jacket with hood.
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[color=lightyellow]The entire slime festival was a pain in the ass. Saoirse didn’t know why she volunteered for this stupid event, but it beat sitting on the beach doing nothing. How did those girls find it fun to sit around and talk? The idea made her want to slit her throat. The disgusting creatures splattered them all with some poisonous liquid they couldn’t ingest. Disgusting. More annoying than that were the creatures she shared the beach with. One overgrown reptile with a resemblance to a snake had knocked into her a few times. The man offered her his help but she rejected him and got up on her own. [color=f7976a]”One more time and I might ask you for compensation for the bruises I’ll have.”[/color] With a scowl, she moved back to a quieter area. [color=f7976a][i]Keep to yourself, don’t get in trouble…[/i][/color] 

Fortunately, the event ended. Now she stood, covered in disgusting slime, awaiting her prize. Once it was given to her, she examined it and stuffed it in her backpack. The currency she held made her grin. Then, her attention turned to the ragtag group she’d been with. The overbearing dragonborn with his faithful human were here, the curious dwarf, and the egomaniac, Kaleb. Raven and he had spent the night together which made her wonder. She decided she might be grateful she’d end up with another human but didn’t care. She scrutinized his outfit and tried not to snort with laughter. She followed the actor anyways since she had nowhere else to go; his conversation with Ismael made her roll her eyes so hard they might fall out. Did he think he looked impressive? He looked like a clown in her mind. Ismael’s reply back caused her to raise her eyebrows. Their idle chit chat wasn’t enough to hurt her feelings, and turned her attention away.  “R.B.F with the red boots”. She laughed and rolled her eyes again.

Saoirse sighed as she followed them to the bathhouse. Kaleb led the pack and announced his slime count. Were they going for fucking trophies now? Ridiculous. Her stomach rumbled and she hoped the food would be free as well. She would go on another’s dime if possible as saving money was important to her. Hopefully they could grab a bite to eat and some alcohol after the bathhouse. This ragtag group annoyed her and she found herself losing patience with them. Prior to entering her stall, Saoirse laid her equipment down and moved into her private area for females. She watched as the slime rolled off her skin and closed her eyes, wishing nothing more than to be left alone. 

However, that wouldn’t occur for a long time, so she gritted her teeth and forced herself to speak. [color=f7976a]”You all talk too much.”[/color] Her words weren’t soft or kind, but honest. [color=f7976a]”And by the way [i]Kaleb[/i], I’m not a sidekick. Don't talk about me like that ever again. I'm a main character.”[/color] After showering with their bizarre products, Saoirse entered the pool. She sat next to Arn who seemed to be the most tolerable person in the group. Remaining silent, she studied the group with a sigh and awaited whatever conversation occurred next. [/color]