[It didn't escape Fran that she was getting some looks. It's likely most here have never seen a viera before. Judging from the glances, there might not be any viera in this world at all. When she left home, she saw few of her kind, but at least there were a few.
As the pretty young woman joins her, Fran's red eyes glance briefly over at Zelda. Was she waiting for the right time to approach? Clearly, she picked Fran's name up somewhere on board. It amused the viera a bit.]
I am. The air is but a second home to a sky pirate.
[It might not be the profession Zelda was expecting.]
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As the pretty young woman joins her, Fran's red eyes glance briefly over at Zelda. Was she waiting for the right time to approach? Clearly, she picked Fran's name up somewhere on board. It amused the viera a bit.]
I am. The air is but a second home to a sky pirate.
[It might not be the profession Zelda was expecting.]