The green haired elf had been a bit down for a while. Life seemed to be needlessly complicated at time, and with Erin leaving and not being able to return... well, the prospect of losing yet another sister terrified her. Knowing she was away, knowing she couldn't do anything to help her, knowing what it was like to not own your own life...
...ah, but that's then. This is now. And now? Erin was back, she had returned. Life was starting to make sense again, as the pieces were falling into place once again. Things were... good. They really were.
Lydia had a rather large smile plastered upon her face as she led Erin through the marketplace. It had to have been an odd sight for onlookers, or perhaps not, since this was Rhydin and all. Lydia was behind Erin, her hands on her shoulders so she could guide her through the crowd and past vendors. Why? Because Erin was blindfolded.. and no, it wasn't just any blindfold, it was a very bright, pink blindfold. Black just would have been terribly bland.
"You're going to love this Erin. Trust me!" Trust? Well, Erin had to have some trust in her to let her blindfold her and lead her around like that, right?
Erin giggled a little, a goofy smile on her face. She had never been blindfolded and lead around before... and it was quite fun. Stumbling steps as Lydia tried to guide her around patrons, spills, carts and other marketplace obstacles. "Are we there yet?" She used a nasal voice, simulating an annoying child. More fun that way. Another set of giggles as she tripped over her own feet and lurched forward a little.
The green haired elf offered a polite nod and smile to the occasional familiar face she saw about. When one works and plays in the market for so long, they meet lots of people, make lots of acquaintances, and yes, even even befriend many of the people. In a way, some were like family.. the ones that weren't competition and working to undermine you of course. Those polite nods and smiles were returned to her, though some seemed a bit wary. After all, not every day someone sees a little green haired elf leading a human blindfolded about the market... for all they knew? The woman could have been a 'ware'!
...but that's not the case here.
"Almost there..."
They moved past the fountain, through the eastern bazaar, and into a thicker crowd. Her grip on her sister's shoulders tightened just a touch so she could keep her a little closer, guide her with more precision as they moved through the herd. Some 'excuse me's were muttered to strangers, and 'sorry's to Erin whenever she misguided her into something or someone. But Erin didn't mind. She just kept up that stumbling gait and seemingly neverending stream of laughter.
"Okay." She let her hands reach out in front of her to try and feel her own way. But that didn't work! She just kept grabbing people and things, which illicited a less than pleasent response from the crowd. The last straw, though, was when she stuck her hand in a barrel of honey. "Eeeewwwww" She tried to wipe it on her skirt, but then she just ended up with a sticky linty hand. Erin let out a long sigh and proceeded to stick it in her pocket. Yeah, that wouldn't go over great later. She let Lydia hold her closer, then, to prevent any more accident.
They kept moving though, past some building and stores now. This part of the market was always busy, it was all about location. There were plenty of places set up to eat here, and it was close to a residential zone. So around lunch, and early in the morning, the place was packed with people. A couple more buildings were passed before Lydia stopped abruptly.
"We're here!"
Grinning, she turned towards a rather dilapidated storefront, and led Erin thataway, reaching past her to open up the door so they could both move inside. And what was inside? Well, nothing much. Some paint that was once white was now starting to turn yellow, and was peeling off the wall. An occasional floorboard was loose and wobbled slightly when stepped on. A counter set up at the back was worn, and glass that had once been there to form a display case was no longer there. It smelled of dust and must. Cobwebs with spiders long gone were hidden in nooks, crannies and corners.
...it needed a lot of work.
But such a thing didn't stop Lydia's enthusiasm, it only seemed to fuel it as her grin widened. Reaching up, she started to untie the blindfold around her sister's head.
"Okay, you can look now!"
Bright pink cloth was pulled away as she stepped back, waiting, letting her sister take the place in.
...ah, but that's then. This is now. And now? Erin was back, she had returned. Life was starting to make sense again, as the pieces were falling into place once again. Things were... good. They really were.
Lydia had a rather large smile plastered upon her face as she led Erin through the marketplace. It had to have been an odd sight for onlookers, or perhaps not, since this was Rhydin and all. Lydia was behind Erin, her hands on her shoulders so she could guide her through the crowd and past vendors. Why? Because Erin was blindfolded.. and no, it wasn't just any blindfold, it was a very bright, pink blindfold. Black just would have been terribly bland.
"You're going to love this Erin. Trust me!" Trust? Well, Erin had to have some trust in her to let her blindfold her and lead her around like that, right?
Erin giggled a little, a goofy smile on her face. She had never been blindfolded and lead around before... and it was quite fun. Stumbling steps as Lydia tried to guide her around patrons, spills, carts and other marketplace obstacles. "Are we there yet?" She used a nasal voice, simulating an annoying child. More fun that way. Another set of giggles as she tripped over her own feet and lurched forward a little.
The green haired elf offered a polite nod and smile to the occasional familiar face she saw about. When one works and plays in the market for so long, they meet lots of people, make lots of acquaintances, and yes, even even befriend many of the people. In a way, some were like family.. the ones that weren't competition and working to undermine you of course. Those polite nods and smiles were returned to her, though some seemed a bit wary. After all, not every day someone sees a little green haired elf leading a human blindfolded about the market... for all they knew? The woman could have been a 'ware'!
...but that's not the case here.
"Almost there..."
They moved past the fountain, through the eastern bazaar, and into a thicker crowd. Her grip on her sister's shoulders tightened just a touch so she could keep her a little closer, guide her with more precision as they moved through the herd. Some 'excuse me's were muttered to strangers, and 'sorry's to Erin whenever she misguided her into something or someone. But Erin didn't mind. She just kept up that stumbling gait and seemingly neverending stream of laughter.
"Okay." She let her hands reach out in front of her to try and feel her own way. But that didn't work! She just kept grabbing people and things, which illicited a less than pleasent response from the crowd. The last straw, though, was when she stuck her hand in a barrel of honey. "Eeeewwwww" She tried to wipe it on her skirt, but then she just ended up with a sticky linty hand. Erin let out a long sigh and proceeded to stick it in her pocket. Yeah, that wouldn't go over great later. She let Lydia hold her closer, then, to prevent any more accident.
They kept moving though, past some building and stores now. This part of the market was always busy, it was all about location. There were plenty of places set up to eat here, and it was close to a residential zone. So around lunch, and early in the morning, the place was packed with people. A couple more buildings were passed before Lydia stopped abruptly.
"We're here!"
Grinning, she turned towards a rather dilapidated storefront, and led Erin thataway, reaching past her to open up the door so they could both move inside. And what was inside? Well, nothing much. Some paint that was once white was now starting to turn yellow, and was peeling off the wall. An occasional floorboard was loose and wobbled slightly when stepped on. A counter set up at the back was worn, and glass that had once been there to form a display case was no longer there. It smelled of dust and must. Cobwebs with spiders long gone were hidden in nooks, crannies and corners.
...it needed a lot of work.
But such a thing didn't stop Lydia's enthusiasm, it only seemed to fuel it as her grin widened. Reaching up, she started to untie the blindfold around her sister's head.
"Okay, you can look now!"
Bright pink cloth was pulled away as she stepped back, waiting, letting her sister take the place in.