Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24572299-20141102003429/@comment-7838080-20141115231246

Nixia raised an eyebrow at Ciaran, taking her glass in her hand after she recieved the drink. The mercenary was surprised the man even recognized her accent and could accurately guess where she was born and raised. It was a pleasant surprise, but it made her slightly paranoid. But, then again, her face was a bit hard to miss, and it was inevitable someone would recognize her. And she was grateful that it wasn't the wrong type of person.

I'm lucky...that's all...

"That's where I was born, yes," she said, "Although, I thought that accent would have been hard to tell. So, where are you from in Ireland...because it certainly doesn't sound like you're from the north."