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| (2012-11-28 - Now) |
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| Rhyme | The Spaceport of Montressor is a huge area, with room for docking hundreds of spaceships outside of Traverse Town. The expansive area, full of huge ships flying in and out, is a perfect place to look into the night sky with wonder, enjoying a night alone. It is also a strange place full of hiding spots from friends, to wander shiftily about in an aimless way. Rhyme, a girl in baggy cargo shorts and an orange sweater with a beanie on her head sort of slumps around the spaceport, hiding from nobody but standing out in her... Offness. Something is /wrong/ with her, and she exudes an aura of wrongness everywhere she goes. Her normal smiling face is replaced with an empty, fake grin that she tries to offer to people, out of courtesy. The dead look in her eyes, and the strange aura she exudes puts off most people. "It's okay... I want to be alone..." She comforts herself. |
| Minerva | Minerva has been alone for a long time but now she wasn't since the day Maira and Avira were hired to deal with the snow demon. That being her that the Imperial guard had mistaken her for in the land of dragons. To be fair it was an honest mistaken. Still she'd seen such things since that day and she kept coming back to the por to watch the ships that could sail through the heavens on powers that she could never unstatand. The monk is strange from the the leather vest she wears, the vest, her gauntles and everything else looking about as out of place as Rhyme does. Though prehaps slightly more odd with her silver hair. She's paussing Rhyme and pauses she seems to see the smile but has noticed the dead look in their eyes...something's not right for that girl. "Hello." |
| Rhyme | The strangely dressed monk draws a lifting of Rhyme's head, her haunted eyes brightning slightly. Her hands itch at her crossed arms idly as her grin spreads a bit. "Oh. Hello. You're the first person to talk to me... Since I got here? I think so. It can't be because of how I smell, right? I just took a shower..." She looks down at her feet, starting to mumble. "I feel funny." |