05-20-2015, 08:17 AM
Sierra shook her head at the audacity of some people, to kidnap and disrobe a man. Though the man still held whatever dignity he could. Sierra recognized the name, he looked like he rather expected the name to incite something at least. But beyond the fact that the man was a minor celebrity among the locals Sierra knew little of the man he claimed to be. And in his current state, it was hard to remember forgotten pictures on the tabloids on newsstands she had passed months ago.
Jaxen asked after a wallet, to which she would have provided had she owned one. The only technology she owned was that of her digital camera. But it was his comment about her eyes that made Sierra blush and avert her gaze. She couldn't explain it. But he assumed it was cosmetic in nature, most people did. Sierra muttered, "Thanks. Let's not tell the other girls about it, if you don't mind. I'd prefer to remain just that much different."
She smiled through her lie but golden eyes could be very dangerous for any man or woman trying to sport the colored contacts. She offered her name, "I'm Sierra."
She was rather certain under any other circumstances she'd not have been noticed by the elite of the elite, and certainly not if she were wearing her colored contact lenses.
The man in black offered up his wallet to which Sierra was surprised, he'd not been overly helpful up to this point. Even if he were to manage a ride he would still need to travel to the road. Unless of course his fame and fortune brought with it helicopters and pilots at a moments notice to pull him from such miserable circumstances. And Sierra had no doubt now, that was more than likely exactly what he was going to do. Call daddy for help... To be rich and famous.
Jaxen asked after a wallet, to which she would have provided had she owned one. The only technology she owned was that of her digital camera. But it was his comment about her eyes that made Sierra blush and avert her gaze. She couldn't explain it. But he assumed it was cosmetic in nature, most people did. Sierra muttered, "Thanks. Let's not tell the other girls about it, if you don't mind. I'd prefer to remain just that much different."
She smiled through her lie but golden eyes could be very dangerous for any man or woman trying to sport the colored contacts. She offered her name, "I'm Sierra."
She was rather certain under any other circumstances she'd not have been noticed by the elite of the elite, and certainly not if she were wearing her colored contact lenses.
The man in black offered up his wallet to which Sierra was surprised, he'd not been overly helpful up to this point. Even if he were to manage a ride he would still need to travel to the road. Unless of course his fame and fortune brought with it helicopters and pilots at a moments notice to pull him from such miserable circumstances. And Sierra had no doubt now, that was more than likely exactly what he was going to do. Call daddy for help... To be rich and famous.