Amadi
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Post by Amadi on Mar 7, 2009 23:42:02 GMT -6
Amadi sighed to herself, pulling out a knife as she gazed into the small stream below her bended body. Holding her hair, the hybrid started sawing away on it. The theif-warrior knew it had been getting to long for her to hold up passing off as a lad for a while, but had been loathe to cut it. "Well, might as well get this over with...", she muttered. When the teenager finished, bits of dark brown hair littered the ground around her kneeling form. Her hair looked wild - spiked in some places, curling in others, thank to a sloppy job with no proper mirror. "No wonder soldiers shave...", Amadi muttered, making a face at the prospect of shaving her head. No - not that. Short hair, yes; bald, no. She wasn't that far gone - even the stocks would be better than a shorn head. Standing and stretching, the young woman toed the bits of her newly-cut hair into the river. It would do no good for anyone wandering by to catch sight of hair just laying on the riverbed, after all, even if things like that were commonplace beside the river Jynx.
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