Women Fighters in Reasonable Armor
Aug. 31st, 2011 02:46 amSee warrior women dressed, for the most part, appropriately for their work. Yes, I just submitted "Shine On."
#FFD700 |
Your dominant hues are red and green, so you're definately not afraid to get in and stir things up. You have no time for most people's concerns, you'd rather analyze with your head than be held back by some random "gut feeling". Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right. Your outlook on life is very bright. You are sunny and optimistic about life and others find it very encouraging, but remember to tone it down if you sense irritation. |
Eshra leaned against the pole. Her ears burned. Her throat ached. She could not shut out the increasingly strident argument, and she refused to run away as if she had no right to be in her own village, even if it was just a collection of tents in the summer gather right now.
"Of course he shouldn't have done it," Agliir replied, her voice sharpening. "We know that! We've been following the stupid rule longer than anyone else! The point is, he shouldn't have had to do it. Brujan is nineteen years old -- he should be a man, able to have sex with a woman and not be reduced to a few stolen kisses with a fourteen-year-old girl."
Eshra leaned against the pole. Her ears burned. Her throat ached. She could not shut out the increasingly strident argument, and she refused to run away as if she had no right to be in her own village, even if it was just a collection of tents in the summer gather right now.
"Of course he shouldn't have done it," Agliir replied, her voice sharpening. "We know that! We've been following the stupid rule longer than anyone else! The point is, he shouldn't have had to do it. Brujan is nineteen years old -- he should be a man, able to have sex with a woman and not be reduced to a few stolen kisses with a fourteen-year-old girl."
Eshra leaned against the pole. Her ears burned. Her throat ached. She could not shut out the increasingly strident argument, and she refused to run away as if she had no right to be in her own village, even if it was just a collection of tents in the summer gather right now.
"Of course he shouldn't have done it," Agliir replied, her voice sharpening. "We know that! We've been following the stupid rule longer than anyone else! The point is, he shouldn't have had to do it. Brujan is nineteen years old -- he should be a man, able to have sex with a woman and not be reduced to a few stolen kisses with a fourteen-year-old girl."
Eshra leaned against the pole. Her ears burned. Her throat ached. She could not shut out the increasingly strident argument, and she refused to run away as if she had no right to be in her own village, even if it was just a collection of tents in the summer gather right now.
"Of course he shouldn't have done it," Agliir replied, her voice sharpening. "We know that! We've been following the stupid rule longer than anyone else! The point is, he shouldn't have had to do it. Brujan is nineteen years old -- he should be a man, able to have sex with a woman and not be reduced to a few stolen kisses with a fourteen-year-old girl."