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Rufiya
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She was resting her head on her knees which were hugged up to her chest, staring at the landscape when Atticus approached her. She only shifted her head so she can look at him standing upwards. Her eyebrow raised for a moment at the sudden cocksure demeanor he took with her intrigued Tiamo. Assuming he really was that guy during that Felsen House raid he knew she had a temper and what she was capable of. She stifled an ironic laugh at his surprise to see her on some fucking goody noble-financed mission. It was the same case she had for him really, what the hell would Atticus be doing here?
She eyed his offering but dismissed it quickly. The last thing she wanted was charity, even if from an old acquaintance. She made her annoyance at the usage of her birthname apparent and rested her hand on the blade she held strapped over her shoulder teasingly.
"If your beginning to think I'm softening, I'm only here because I have to be. Got that?" She told him in a surprisingly neutral yet intimdating tone. She turned back towards the landscape afterwards.
She eyed his offering but dismissed it quickly. The last thing she wanted was charity, even if from an old acquaintance. She made her annoyance at the usage of her birthname apparent and rested her hand on the blade she held strapped over her shoulder teasingly.
"If your beginning to think I'm softening, I'm only here because I have to be. Got that?" She told him in a surprisingly neutral yet intimdating tone. She turned back towards the landscape afterwards.