The Red Lady
Black knee-high boots awoke the dust as they cut through the raucous hoards swarming Giya Market. Many already seemed to be at each other's throats, some stealing day old fruit from the back tables, others knives drawn, demanding the goods they had been promised. Saturday was payment day for many of the colonies - now meaning a day one pays their debts, rather than gains anything of value for themselves. Meandering through the square, Cora was in no mood to be sold to today. She was in search of very specific goods and this was her hunting ground. Greedily she scanned the stalls, finally settling on a familiar weathered face. Noah, a resourceful local who always seemed to have just what she needed - before she herself knew what she was looking for. He saw her coming. As their eyes locked he looked at her with cocktail of annoyance and begrudging affection. A smirk formed on Cora's lips.
