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located in Edasler Bria, a part of The Way to the Future, one of the many universes on RPG.

Edasler Bria

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Character Portrait: Fiammetta Thorne Character Portrait: Joker
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She looked at him with shock as he ate, honestly, in her whole time as a mercenary she was pretty certain that not once had she’d ever seen another person eat with such . . . gusto. Not even the Salamander clients she’d taken on before, and they were reputed to have rather impressive appetites. Although, part of her wasn’t so astonished—after all he had said he hadn’t eaten in a few days and only the Gods themselves knew the quality of his eating beforehand. If I had to guess, I would imagine that he was not very well off. Fia shook her head and returned to her own food, she was quiet as she seated herself upon the bed she had inadvertently claimed as her own for the night and began to slowly, and quietly eat at the yellow curry. Unlike many would expect, she was actually a rather slow and meticulous eater when it came down to it. . . .

She was going to have to make sure that the jester before her was actually eating proper meals in the time that he was with her, the last thing she needed was for him to collapse from malnutrition if they were trying to avoid Martanth’s knights, or other potential enemies. I suppose this is what it feels like to have to look after a younger sibling when one has no parents. . . . Fia thought to herself, truly it was an odd thought, though it was not an unwarranted one. Even if she’d had a younger sister at one point in her life, she had been too young to know the feeling of having to care for her before she’d passed on. So, the teenager could only imagine that the situation before her was much the same.

Continuing to ignore the rain outside to the best of her abilities, Fia ate without making a sound, and it was only when Joker ceased practically inhaling his curry that she did look up from the container upon her lap. ”Thank you for the meal Mistress Envoy Fiammetta Ma’am…” he was smiling, and his voice was nervous. At least his current smile was a real one.

Moving her own curry to the side of her on the bed, she looked back at Joker, her expression blasé. A sigh came from her lips before she grabbed onto the cloth that the food had been carried within and ascended to her feet before she proceeded over to the jester, and stopped right in front of him. “You have curry on your face. . . .” she said quietly, setting her right hand on the side of his face as she went ahead and began wiping it off, although she did indeed bear an aversion to being touched, it was different if she was the one doing it herself. “And, I will ask that you simply address me as ‘Fia,’ Joker. Formalities are not something I enjoy, calling me ‘Mistress’ or ‘Ma’am’ would make it sound as if I were years older than you.”