Leen stared out over the water, the moon and stars reflected on its surface. She wished she was an artist and could capture this moment.
She couldn't get over how easy it had been to get in to the Garlyle. No one had so much as blinked as a smallish, blue haired girl had walked in, stated her purpose and boarded the boat.
There had been one boy who had told her she should join the circus instead of the army. He said she had the body and the hair for it. She wished she dyed it black.
The main thing that bothered her was his comments about her body. It meant he must have been looking, she didn't use to worry about it. Looking back she'd been a bit of a slut. She had Sin to blame for her change. It was as simple as that.
She vowed not to make the same mistakes again. In fact not to get involved with any men. Just like she promised Feena, she was doing this for Feena as far as any one else knew or cared. So Feena could become an adventure, Leen would send her pay.
Leen knew she was doing it for her own, selfish reasons. She just had to get away form New Parm.
" It's beautiful, isn't?" Leen turned around with a start she had come up here, on deck, to be alone. She didn't think there was any one else awake. Realising it would be rude not to answer.
"Ye-yes, it is, um ,Sir?" She said, her voice shaking slightly. She gave him a quick look, long blond hair and bright green eyes. Unusual, but defiantly attractive. She remained her self she wasn't getting involved with anyone.
She was the girl from the photo. There was no doubt about it. Her hair was the same colour, different cut but it didn't matter. The eyes the body were just the same. He scolded him self. She was half his age. Less even. She wasn't that beautiful that he couldn't control him self.
Then she spoke and he knew he would have to try very hard.
Ok, part 4! I didn't mean for it to be so soppy