Tess has been experimenting a lot, lately. In between work, and making contacts, and occasionally running errands for the emperor, Tess spends a lot of her time at the various market stalls and shops around the city - looking, mostly, but when she finds something she likes, there's almost no one better at haggling.
No one knows the value of things better than Tess. She makes it her business to know.
The blue streak in her hair probably stands out as the most notable difference, aside from the clean clothes and the extra weight she's put on since being here. But the attitude is exactly the same.
"Don't give me that shit, you're overselling by at least 2 juulan," she says, hands on her hips. "Look, we'll compromise - I'll give you four, alright? It's my final offer."
As she walks away, she pockets the bottle of scented hair oil with a satisfied look on her face. Tess loves driving a hard bargain. "Asshole."
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No one knows the value of things better than Tess. She makes it her business to know.
The blue streak in her hair probably stands out as the most notable difference, aside from the clean clothes and the extra weight she's put on since being here. But the attitude is exactly the same.
"Don't give me that shit, you're overselling by at least 2 juulan," she says, hands on her hips. "Look, we'll compromise - I'll give you four, alright? It's my final offer."
As she walks away, she pockets the bottle of scented hair oil with a satisfied look on her face. Tess loves driving a hard bargain. "Asshole."