Novu Merchant's Annual Ball
Just keep to the role, Kaile girl, just keep to the role.
They'd be arriving soon. Asmus had rented - or bought - a rather ridiculously expensive airspeeder that would take them to their destination. Although to be fair, if it wasn't for her slight nerves she'd likely be ogling and wanting to pop the hood to check it out herself.
Some things were still hard to hold back for the off and on mechanic. She might have played different parts throughout her life with a variety of skillsets, but she still enjoyed turning a wrench or two. The past few days with Asmus only seemed to remind her more and more of that.
Her hair had been cut short, reaching just to the tips of her shoulders and dyed blonde. For a few minutes she'd almost considered dying it a bright pink but with Asmus helping her and his fingers massaging through her hair, well, mind went elsewhere and things just took a turn to take advantage of his water refresher.
The size of which was still tickling her. Much the less, that it used water of all things.
In the back of Kaile's mind, she knew that she was simply going from one thing to the next to keep her mind busy. Wandering thoughts and all.
The more distance that they took away from Asmus' beach home, the more delicate those days seemed to be. Fragile. Easily knocked over by the responsibilities that they both had. The reason why they were here.
The cosmos might have knocked them together one more time but the circumstances did not change. Kaile was an SIS agent. Asmus a Wraith Commander.
Of course, that was hard to remember when the man had been practically been bursting with energy with helping her find a suitable dress for this occasion...