♥ don't tie me up

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[Sirkka looks like she just took a bath! In the bathhouse, no less. There may be creepy-crawlies around, but that doesn't mean she can skip out on hygiene. She draws a comb through her long hair methodically as she perches barefoot on the bar, wearing a purple silk yukata.]

It's rather quiet for a zombie apocalypse. Now I'm starting to worry.

[ooc: IMPORTANT NOTE IN THREADS. Your character will only be able to tell the truth when talking to Sirkka! Have fun guys.]

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[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[her eyes widen, and then she's laughing into her hand] I did mention the beauty of pants - um, trousers - but he does work those robes.

[her smile softens, then] Good to hear. I'm working on that back home, so... I'm Barbara, by the way.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

He does. ♥

I'm Sirkka. [She offers her hand.] It's nice to meet you, Barbara. By the way, I love your hair.

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

And you. [accepts, her own hand lightly calloused and her grip casually firm; and then she ducks her head, just slightly] Oh? Thanks. Got it from my mom. [the smile doesn't fade, simply turns wistful]

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

[Awww.] I got mine from... somewhere. It definitely wasn't my mum. [She smiles a bit more, trying to find humor in the situation.]

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[tilts her head slightly] That's natural, then? Looks good on you.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Mmhm. I've learned to wear it, I think, but most people find it slightly disturbing at first.

Then again, this is the Plane.

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[faint smirk] It takes a hell of a lot more than purple hair to disturb me.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

Ah... then I think we'll be very good friends in the future.

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[the smirk softens into a smile] I'm glad. I don't have many, really. [...pause, shrug] What I get for being a workaholic.

[newworldlover.livejournal.com]

In a way you could say I make friends for a living because I'm a counselor. I don't really get paid for it, though, at least through conventional means.

I do love my darlings.