Vanna grinned as she noticed Jokor's blushing face, but before she managed to say anything, he covered it up with the cap. Urgh, he needs to stop doing that, she thought to herself as she pulled the cloak off her shoulders. Her eyes moved over what used to be a wall and now is just pieces of wood piled up.... Well, the back of the house was missing... but that wasn't such a bad thing, right?...
Vanna never cared about it though. She had a kitchen, a living room that she could use, a bathroom and a bedroom, tiny one, but it was there. What else could a girl need? Dropping her cloak onto a sofa, she grinned wide and added Come on now, you can leave the cloak there... I think it needs a good washing, she pointed next to the door of the bathroom.
She sat down on the table, her legs crossed and dress covering barely half of her thighs. Her hands moved up and untied her hair as she let the backpack sit next to her I hope you locked the door... it's not safe, as you could see...
She stood up lightly and moved over to the fireplace. It didn't look all that amazing, but it worked, which was the most important thing. Slowly crunching down, she started lighting the fire, partly to make something to eat and partly to warm up. It was so damn freezing outside
Where did you learn to fight that way?, she whispered, keeping her eyes on the fire that was just started, her hands pulling the back of her dress down to straighten it slightly, since it was getting on her nerves.
Finally, the fire looked decent so she stood up and turned around, going to the kitchen and picking a pan from there along with some potatoes, some meat, olive and some things she had no idea what they were, but were tasty I hope you're ok with meat....