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« on: March 13, 2013, 08:13:19 am »
The door to the tavern swung unceremoniously open as the engineer entered. A gust of stale, dry air accompanied her, pulling at what must've been a tidy braid hours prior. Her pale face was smudged with a combination of rust and dust that actually complimented the tint of her hair. She had common but pleasant features and the spark of youth in her eyes.
The white, ribbed turtleneck that she wore was surprisingly clean although the grooves of her long leather sleeves were filled in with dirt. The color of the sash that wrapped around her waist and that of her pants were indistinguishable from the sands that worked their way into every thread.
Charon's voice lingered still when she appeared, making him easy to spot sitting off by himself. As she strode through the crowd towards him, her eyes fixed on the ghost that he conversed with.
"Making friends now, are we?" She inquired with a smile, helping herself to the seat next to her gunner and motioning to the bartender to bring her a drink. As she removed her worn leather gloves, laced up and integrated into her sleeves, she turned her eyes to him. "The 'Omen's just about in order. All that's left is to soothe my exhaustion with a little ale and hope for favorable weather."