03-22-2012, 12:39 PM
Damien tossed his head. He had high cheekbones, short raven-colored hair, and dark eyes with gold and orange flecks around the pupil. Said eyes narrowed as he said, "After this storm blows by, we'll make the big guy show us to where they've taken Her Majesty. He may be huge, but we outnumber him."
Harley was not so awkward he could barely contain it. Especially when that girl came up to them and began to work on little Shiki. It was odd to see a healer so calm; he was used to Takaia bouncing around and singing as she worked, but this woman moved with a fluid grace and was almost entirely silent. When she finished and asked him if he'd stay with Shiki, he replied, "I- ah- sure thing, ma'am."
Harley was not the first nor the last to mistake vory Frost for a woman; most had no idea that the petite healer was, in fact, a cross-dresser.