Rita Mordio (
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vatheon2012-03-03 12:00 am
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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?
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?
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"... That creep? Oh, great..."
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"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."
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Rita paused for a few seconds at that. If Estelle was willing to forgive him... She guessed that she could try.
"A... All right."
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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.
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"So... Uh, how do we organize the apartment?"
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"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!"
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Estelle looked over at Rita and smiled.
"You're my friend. He couldn't deny you a place to stay."
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"... Thank you, Estelle."
Rita finally smiled. Perhaps things could work out here.