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[August 1st 2006|8.37am] |
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The halls are busy, as usual, and though she's been around long enough to have learned every face, Leyma still keeps to herself, gliding through the crowd without touching anyone. There are few she will allow that close in this still-foriegn place....the female warrior Teyla, Jinto's Elder Sheppard, Elder Dex, and Jinto himself....and perhaps the healer Beckett if Jinto forces her to go. While she and Jinto sleep apart, she seeks him out every morning, and spends most of her day with him--training and talking, exploring the city whether they are allowed or not...she smiles to think of the past day's events, lost in a maze of twisting corridors for hours on end. Finding him every morn is an adventure in itself, and she begins early, searching out all of his favorite hiding spots.
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[April 15th 2006|12.51pm] |
Leyma hummed quietly to herself as she worked, worrying the fabric of her leggings between her fingers until the stream ran red with the blood seeping from the rough weave. Hunting had been scarce, moreso than anywhere she'd camped since arriving on this forsaken rock. She'd had to kill her dinner with her small knife, cursing all the while the desperation that had made her sell the larger one back on Telshak...it had earned her a room for the night, though--a place safe from prying eyes and curious glances for one blessed evening.
As she sun set on a world she barely knew the name of, Leyma of Sateda continued to sing quietly to herself as her dinner sizzled over the bloodred coals of her small campfire.
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