Another rp post..
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Nisha ignored the obvious reaction to her stinky scent. After having barely survived that winged maniac, she didn't give a crap at what anyone was thinking about her. She'd pay the innkeeper extra to clean up the chair she was sitting in, but other than that, it was all fair game. She just wanted to relax with her mug of coffee.
If only there was some blood she could drink...
"I fell in a sewer after a trailer exploded on top of me," she mentioned as casually as if she was talking about the weather, not paying it any more heed. Instead, she listened to him tell about where he was from, as well as his name. "Tucker huh.. I knew someone with that name once. I'm half Norse, by the way. My dad, he's from there, though he likes to act like he's French. My mom's Indian... My name's Nisha."
She opened her mouth in a blatant grin, making sure her fangs showed clearly. "Yeah, I'm a vamp. And no, your looks aren't what's keeping me from leaving from this place..." She paused a moment, as if she was feeling or listening for something. "Wolves don't and have never bothered me. Idiots and intolerable morons are what get to me."
She tapped a finger against the tabletop before looking up at Tucker. "So the sword and shield... I'm guessing you go on 'Ye Olde Quests' and ish then. What're you? Warrior from Asgard?"
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