Hunt or Be Hunted
Aria smiles brightly, her emerald eyes gleaming.
"Sure thing! come on!" With a strength that is almost unnatural for her figure she drags you back into the lodge and into her room.
The room is compact; allowing enough space for a small bed, dresser, and vanity. Several feet of free space remain between.
"Sit" she commands pointing to her bed.
You do so willingly.
Aria opens a small drawer hidden under the vanity pulling out a wooden box. She opens the box and looks at the contents. She sits on the bed next to you and placed the box down. Aria begins removing gauze, Silk Bandages, a glass bottle of what looks to be alcohol, Thread with Needle, and a green bottle filled with a liquid substance.
"Sure thing! come on!" With a strength that is almost unnatural for her figure she drags you back into the lodge and into her room.
The room is compact; allowing enough space for a small bed, dresser, and vanity. Several feet of free space remain between.
"Sit" she commands pointing to her bed.
You do so willingly.
Aria opens a small drawer hidden under the vanity pulling out a wooden box. She opens the box and looks at the contents. She sits on the bed next to you and placed the box down. Aria begins removing gauze, Silk Bandages, a glass bottle of what looks to be alcohol, Thread with Needle, and a green bottle filled with a liquid substance.