[/img]"http://i.imgur.com/D01nHYr.png" style="avatar" style="max-width:25%;float:right;margin:0 0 18px 18px;]"<font color="e6cd19]Cauldo the doctor.[/font]" It wasn't a question the way she said it, but instead something of an amused mimic. Scarred lips curled in a raw smile, parting so her neat incisors would show against the dark of her complexion. Walking stick in one hand still, she idled the meat over the flame slowly with the other, intent on it's progress above most things - his possible reaction included. Bajazet spent very little time speaking verbally with those in the camp, and even less time with outsiders, so his presence was a new and unexplored avenue of entertainment. Were this another time and another place, the woman may have simply left him where he lay in the sands, but this was a world in desperate need of camaraderie. No small deed would be left without consequences, but not all consequences were bad.
At least not in her experience.
Bare feet dragged through the dirt so her long legs could stretch, the appendages peeking out from beneath weather worn linen robes. Another display of scars crossed in stitches over her shins and ankles, but their existence was as much a mystery as her presence with the predominantly WASP-y caravan. Only a handful of the other scouts looked anything like her in terms of ethnicity and garb, but each of them was male and far more imposing than the waifish creature tending to their fire. "<font color="e6cd19]If you are a doctor, why can I smell your sick?[/font]" Peering up with a curiosity akin to a large cat following a laser of light, her eyes rested on his mask. "<font color="e6cd19]And why are you alone in the desert? You should be at the oasis.[/font]" The spit sizzled audibly when it was rotated, the meat nearly done as her words ticked out like the steady hands of a clock. "<font color="e6cd19]A doctor lives well in the oasis. A doctor is important.[/font]"
Straightening to sit properly, Bajazet pulled up the stick from the pit and divided the meal into steaming heaps on two slabs of bare metal. Handing over one towards the stranger, she didn't wait for his reaction to start eating, both hands shifting the meal around before taking up pieces for consumption. What easily could have been a messy act was done with artful accuracy, and by the time she was finishing the last bite, she had cleaned her fingers of the juices. Only her eyes showed she still had interest in Cauldo's actions as they continued to find his mask for further inspection. "<font color="e6cd19]Do you have a face?[/font]"
Not the first things most people may consider to ask after a meal, but she wanted to know, and asking may provide answers. Of course, it was the revving of an engine nearby that earned something of a morose sigh from the woman, her bare heels in the earth picking up the chatter of other scouts.
//one-//
///what sort?-///
//biker-//
///ours?-///
//no-//
Bajazet snatched her stick and thumped a response to the others, though she wasn't sure just what they were planning to do about it.
/coming from north- alone- wait for more?-/
At least not in her experience.
Bare feet dragged through the dirt so her long legs could stretch, the appendages peeking out from beneath weather worn linen robes. Another display of scars crossed in stitches over her shins and ankles, but their existence was as much a mystery as her presence with the predominantly WASP-y caravan. Only a handful of the other scouts looked anything like her in terms of ethnicity and garb, but each of them was male and far more imposing than the waifish creature tending to their fire. "<font color="e6cd19]If you are a doctor, why can I smell your sick?[/font]" Peering up with a curiosity akin to a large cat following a laser of light, her eyes rested on his mask. "<font color="e6cd19]And why are you alone in the desert? You should be at the oasis.[/font]" The spit sizzled audibly when it was rotated, the meat nearly done as her words ticked out like the steady hands of a clock. "<font color="e6cd19]A doctor lives well in the oasis. A doctor is important.[/font]"
Straightening to sit properly, Bajazet pulled up the stick from the pit and divided the meal into steaming heaps on two slabs of bare metal. Handing over one towards the stranger, she didn't wait for his reaction to start eating, both hands shifting the meal around before taking up pieces for consumption. What easily could have been a messy act was done with artful accuracy, and by the time she was finishing the last bite, she had cleaned her fingers of the juices. Only her eyes showed she still had interest in Cauldo's actions as they continued to find his mask for further inspection. "<font color="e6cd19]Do you have a face?[/font]"
Not the first things most people may consider to ask after a meal, but she wanted to know, and asking may provide answers. Of course, it was the revving of an engine nearby that earned something of a morose sigh from the woman, her bare heels in the earth picking up the chatter of other scouts.
//one-//
///what sort?-///
//biker-//
///ours?-///
//no-//
Bajazet snatched her stick and thumped a response to the others, though she wasn't sure just what they were planning to do about it.
/coming from north- alone- wait for more?-/
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