Morning. It was not her most favoured time in the world, and she could never figure out why. Maybe it was because she slept inside, and for whatever reason really wanted the sun to be on her when it flooded the land with the light. That sadly was not an option anymore, keeping her curtains drawn was the safest. She had found not only did her neighbour like to watch her, but he kept plants IN his house. The man was clearly working for them, and he was not to be trusted. It also didn't help that she liked to prance around naked in front of the window, but that was to get the maximum amount of sun on her. It helped her to wake up, and she didn't get it. A bath also helped to wake her up, like she absorbed water. She'd never understand her connection with the sun and water, but that was beside the point.
The young green skinned woman looked at herself in the mirror. A towel was wrapped around her small frame, a comb held in one hand, the other held onto the chestnut red-tinged coloured hair, thoughtfully trying to decide what to do with it. She didn't like to bind it, it felt weird, constricting, but she looked good when she put it into a loose bun or pony tail. Sighing she decided to go with the ponytail route. She ran the brush through her hair a few times before getting a small bit of ribbon, soft and manageable, easily working her hair into a pony tail. Satisfied with that she got her clothes from her dresser and began to prepare for the day.
The bright green eyed girl left the way she always did. First, she opened the door slowly and peeked at the outside of it. Not covered in vines or plants. Good. Then she checked the doorway, making sure nothing was waiting for her up there. Then, she quickly dashed outside into the street, her plain beige skirt whirling with her as she turned to look at her house. Nothing. No plants growing around it, none streaming down over the front of it. She smiled as she reached into her bodice pocket and removed a small key. She locked her door and smiled to herself, quickly replacing the key before she checked herself over. She wore a simple white shirt with long sleeves, and the leather bodice of course to give her more of a curvy appearance. Brier told her she looked good in it, and it helped to give her petite body more cleavage, which helped get her more tips.
It also got her a sore bottom usually, but the money was good enough that she took everything in stride.
Speaking of stride, hers was quick down the street, her eyes darting nervously from side to side. Some people kept plants as pets, as PETS even. They hung them outside, watered them, and gave them love. She couldn't believe, she honestly couldn't think of why they would do such a thing. As she passed too close to a few, some seemed to grow outwards, their leafy tendrils trying to grab at her. Her pace was hurried even more, almost a run at this point. It was so creepy how they followed her, how they watched her and tried to grab her.
She finally made it to the Sprig of Jasmine, the hilariously named Inn that she worked at. The Gods had a terrible sense of humour, they seemed to just enjoy torturing the poor woman. "Finally Auri. Had a run in with a juniper or something?" It was the slightly sarcastic voice of her boss, a man named Bryon. She however, called him Brier, something she thought had been his real name. She stuck out her tongue at him as she entered the common room, already grabbing a broom and starting to sweep the dirt away from the previous night. "Funny Brier, very funny. When the plants do attack, you'll be lucky I was here to save you." She shot back, quite seriously for that matter. The young woman was a little strange...just...a little strange to say the least.
The day would start to wear on, people would come down from rooms or would wander in from the street for a meal for lunch. Auri would stay back near the kitchen in a corner, a small plate of food which she ate quietly. Contrary to her fear of plants, she was actually eating vegetables, yes...she was a vegetarian. She felt like she was doing her part to lessen the threat of plants by eating them. She had tried to eat an all meat diet, and had gotten rather sick. She did however stay near a window, letting the sun stream in on her, and she had a small damp cloth wrapped around both her wrists. She found this made her feel more alert, more energetic, and it was a very relaxing thing to do. The sun and the cool water was a perfect mix to calm the strange young woman down.