Girl Time

[gallicqueen]

Character(s): Konan, Tenten
Date: Early Summer year 45
Setting: Tenten's home
Summary: Konan makes a visit to Tenten for the chance to speak with an intelligent woman for once.
Warning(s): I can't really see there being any

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[minervan_beauty]

In. Out. In. Out. Steady as Apollo himself, her breath came at an even rhythm while the whole of her concentration rested on the target a few good meters ahead. Her hand shook slightly as she had yet to accustom herself to the new, stonger pull of the string and the bow Ren had given her just yesterday though she fought through it with a determined disposition. This was her element after all. As a woman hidden behind the walls of her father's estate and the imposing gates of the city, Tenten knew she would never be allowed to see battle on the field. It was just how their society worked. But just because the Roman Army was gender biased against the fairer sex did not mean that she could not still die by the sword in another manner

[gallicqueen]

Konan gave a nod of thanks to the servant as she was led inside. She gazed around the room, and found it quite to her liking. It was tastefully decorated in her opinion, something she had seen little of her entire life, even in Gaul. She had detested her mother's taste in both decorating and fashion. It was one of the very few things she didn't miss from her wrecked home.

The queen had the urge to examine the many things around the room that caught her interest but refrained. She did not want to seem nosy to her more than gracious hostess.

Truth be told, Konan was surprised that Tenten had allowed her to come for a visit after what she had said about that man. It was something the queen would probably never admit, but she did feel remorse over being so cold about the other woman's loss. Loss of a loved one was never an easy thing, no matter how much time passed. However, she tried to push the melancholy from her mind as she continued to wait for her hostess's appearance.

[minervan_beauty]

Suffice to say, it had been a surprise when the queen had agreed to come and visit Tenten's home, not that she would be opposed to the company. The few things that the young maid would find comfort in doing were only distracting at best, but never wholly satisfactory. Though she performed the duties that were expected of her with civility and respect,Tenten longed for more. More than what the Roman society would give her, more than what she was allowed to grasp for herself within the restrictions placed on the citizens of the Empire. Even the luster of her training had been diminished by the mere secrecy of it. But it was an understood aspect of her continual lessons: no one could find out where she had learned these skills from

[gallicqueen]

Konan turned to her hostess and gave a nod of greeting herself. "It is not a problem," she assured Tenten.

As Konan inspected Tenten, she noticed differences from many of the other cultured women she had seen around Rome. They were not strong differences, and had Konan not been raised to be so observant she was sure she would not have ever even noticed. The things that stood out to her were simple things really, like how the way she held herself was a bit more poised and careful than others, but not in the way the stuck-up nobleman's daughters did. More in the way a proud and strong woman would, and strong women seemed to Konan to be in very few numbers in Rome- especially among the cultured families.

There were other things that caught her attention, such as how Tenten's body structure didn't seem quite as delicate and frail, and how her skin was a bit more sun-kissed than other women's.

A very minute smile blossomed on Konan's face. She was certainly intrigued, that was for sure. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Lady Tenten

[erexius]

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