Snippet #1660385

Sloth

She couldn't help to notice the slight of interest that arose from within her, who was this guy? Just as the question entered her mind Pride told her his name, Tal Verda what an unusual name she thought to herself. She also couldn't help but to notice the increase of voices and screaming, were bedrooms that important to them? Adverting her attention back to Tal Verda, "Oh, I know all too well that about you," she said pertaining to his dislike in waiting which was unusual to her she was perfectly fine with waiting. "My name is Ava Iron, most know me as the Iron Maiden," She introduced herself finally, which she didn't understand why one would want to know someone's name when they'll most likely forget the person along with their name.

"Now if you don't mind helping me up, I grow tired of sitting on the floor," She said as she reached her right hand out for him to help her up. She slightly pulled her hand away but only by mere fractions of an inch, "Unless I'm too beneath you for you to touch." After she spoke those words her smirk disappeared and she simply stared at him wondering what his next action would be. She would understand if he refused to help her up, but if he did that she found no reason for him to take that action. She was always the type trying to figure out someone even when it didn't appear so and when they did something she did not understand that simply confused her, some would call it closest to anger she could get.