Sixchan
First Post
Six smiles out of the corner of her mouth, and lays her accent on thick. "Ye huvnae no'iced frae th' accent, Dan? Afore this, ah kin assure ye tha' ave been a 'true Scotsman' maer th'n wance." She winks at Daniel and mimes the lifting of a kilt. "Ahm no stranger tae ventalatin mah bits!" Six smiles again, and drops back into her normal voice. "Hmm...I wish this outfit came with a claymore..."
Six sighs, remembering a verse drilled into her skull by a teacher when she was young. "Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,
The drift is driving sairly;
Sae loud and shill's I hear the blast
I'm sure it's winter fairly."
Six sighs, remembering a verse drilled into her skull by a teacher when she was young. "Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,
The drift is driving sairly;
Sae loud and shill's I hear the blast
I'm sure it's winter fairly."
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