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[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

Who: Rita Mordio, Open
Where: Central Plaza (possible moving to ensue
When: March 2nd, 2012
Style: Third person prose
Status: Open!

Another day, another arrival, so it seemed. A teenage girl, dressed in red with hair of red. Soaked, as it always was with newcomers. This one seemed freaked out as she looked around - as often happened.

"What on earth? This... I've never been here before. And I shouldn't just... Wait, how did I... Why am I wet?!"

And then, she looked to find someone to get answers from - a sensible first reflex, really. Though she looked to be not just confused, but angry - which could cause problems...

Who would be the first to chance it talking to the latest newcomer to Vatheon?

Comments

[ofthefullmoon]

"Well, first," Estelle started, pushing herself to a standing position and holding a hand out for Rita.

"We need to get you into drier clothing. The place Ioder and I are staying in isn't far from here, and we can pick up a towel and some spare clothing from one of the shops."

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

Rita looked down at herself.

"Ah... Right."

Taking Estelle's hand, she got up relatively easily. She didn't seem too obviously concerned with her condition.

"Wait, His Highness Ioder's here, too?"

[ofthefullmoon]

Estelle didn't wait too long before tugging Rita along to a nearby shop where they could obtain a towel, and possibly some clothing for her. She nodded as she walked with her.

"Yes. Ioder arrived not long after I did."

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

Rita was... Well, getting near-dragged by Estelle was kinda normal by this point.

"But none of the others? Odd..."

[ofthefullmoon]

Estelle shook her head.

"I haven't seen anybody from Brave Vesperia thus far," she added, confirming what Rita had inferred.

"There is someone else from our world, however."

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

"... Wait, you can't mean..."

[ofthefullmoon]

"Duke is here, Rita," Estelle answered for her, confirming who it was out of the many, many people it could have been from their world.

"He doesn't seem hostile or anything, though. In fact, he seems to be quite gentle ... though very awkward."

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

"... That creep? Oh, great..."

[ofthefullmoon]

"Rita, he's not a bad person," Estelle sighed.

"Try to get to know him while he's here? He's very nice, if a little awkward. He has no intention of harming anybody. Or, so it seems. He hasn't given me any idea that he might think otherwise."

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

Rita paused for a few seconds at that. If Estelle was willing to forgive him... She guessed that she could try.

"A... All right."

[ofthefullmoon]

"Good! Now, let's get you some extra clothing, and a towel, and get you all warmed up and in dry clothing, all right?" Estelle said cheerfully, trying to focus on how happy she was to have her best friend here with her.

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

"... Uh... Right..."

Rita, per her usual, didn't pay a lot of attention to the clothes she was picking at the shop. Or the towel, other than quickly going over her hair and goggles.

As usual, her self-consciousness about things like this was virtually nil.

[ofthefullmoon]

After she had gotten new clothes and a towel for Rita, she began to lead them toward the street with the apartment she and Ioder shared.

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

This went easily enough, fortunately...

"So... Uh, how do we organize the apartment?"

[ofthefullmoon]

"Hmm ..." Estelle pondered, cocking her head to the side as she contemplated that question.

"I suppose that's something we'll have to discuss with Ioder when we arrive. Fortunately, Ioder is fairly easy-going. I think we'll be able to come to an agreement without a problem!"

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

"The Prince never seemed the sort to not just go along with things most of the time. It's... Different I guess?"

[ofthefullmoon]

"This situation is most definitely different. If Ioder has any objections, I'll talk to him about it, though I doubt he'll have any, really. He knows how it is when people first arrive here. And besides ..."

Estelle looked over at Rita and smiled.

"You're my friend. He couldn't deny you a place to stay."

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

"... Thank you, Estelle."

Rita finally smiled. Perhaps things could work out here.