<strong>Safira, talking to Erica, Training Grounds</strong><br/><br/>Safira smiled, apparently happy to hear the questions. She came up beside Erica and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, then slowly led her towards one of the side alcoves, answering her questions as they walked.<br/><br/>"Mistress is fine. As for the markings, yes of course, they represent battles that I was part of back in my home land, many moons ago. It's a tradition of my people, where we commemorate our exploits with body ink, for luck, or so the legend says. I know my appearance can come off as strange to people here but I've learned to deal with being different. In a way, we're not that dissimilar. You too are somewhat of a special case, aren't you? Tell me something about yourself, something you haven't told before, that wouldn't be in your personnel file, a secret you wish to share."<br/><br/>The Mistress seemed quite gentle and nice, and talked to Erica in a friendly tone, at least for the moment. Her hold wasn't threatening, although it was more than a friendly gesture, as Safira held her slave close to her the whole time they walked, and while not overly sensual, if Erica didn't know her Mistress's sexual orientation, this could give her an idea.