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ACTION | Around the 38-8 Apartments | December 1st-ish
That is hitting the fast-forward button a bit too much, into things she hasn't even thought about. Hestia's Place feels more like she's on hold, a temporary stay.
However, the appeal of free rent is...strong. Yes, it doesn't really cost anything to stay at Hestia's Place, but Riley's trying to save up time and energy to... Well, to find a way out of here. And, really she's never had to fend for herself quite like this before. Yes, her parents gave her...not much of anything, but at least she was provided for. Had money. Here, she doesn't have much of anything.
So that's the thought process that leads her to look into the 38-8 Apartments. It's not like she knows anyone, specifically, or...not like she's bothered to ask around about where others
liveare staying. But it's a consideration, one she has to make and weigh carefully. What she certainly doesn't expect is to spy a familiar face wandering around them, looking official and stern.See, Riley hasn't forgotten about the debt she owes Angela? But, she's yet to fulfill her end of it. Every time she starts thinking of what she could possibly give a person who...was probably the same person declaring herself Queen on the network a few weeks ago, she freezes up and starts to panic. What would be equal in value to freeing someone from incarceration? Okay, so the bugs really weren't that big a deal, she's coming to realize, so it's not that much of a thing— but what if Angela sees it differently? What if she tries to offer her something and Angela rejects it, saying she's made a mockery of this honor system she pledges herself to? What if, instead, she decides the way Riley can repay her is by being target practice, and then she gets gored on those huge, terrifying horns—
That's why, when Riley sees Angela (probably just doing her job, honestly, security), she lets out a (loud) frightened squeak and ducks around the side of the apartment she's leaving. Excellent, great job, totally stealthy. ]
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And so it is that she is patrolling the area, when she hears an undignified yelp and sees a blur of movement. She would be remiss in her duties if she did not move to investigate. Cautious, she places a hand on the hilt of her sword and approaches the corner. ]
I know you are there. Do not run, for if you do, I will only hunt you down. And I guarantee, I will not lose your trail.
[ She was a hunter in her past life, among the Angels, and a hunter she has become again, here in this world.
In one decisive step, she rounds the corner, tense and ready for action, only to be faced with-- ]
Riley? What are you doing hiding here?
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Ahhhh, this is gonna suck. ]
Oh, me? [ That smile's still out to lunch. ] Just...checking out the apartments.
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There is no need to skulk about in such a case. Come, I will give you a tour.
[ She re-sheathes her sword and offers an empty hand towards Riley. ]
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Riley swallows down her nerves, but... ]
I'd...really rather look around on my own. I, uh- I've still got...one debt to repay, so...
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Angela drops her hand, and steps back, her heavy hooves thudding against the ground. ]
Very well. I will leave you to it.
[ Before she turns to go, she points towards the Lucky 38 end of the apartment block. ]
Should you find yourself hungry, the pizza place is that way.
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Maybe since Riley's been avoiding her...she doesn't really have any idea what this woman's like.
Hm. An error.
In any case, changing her mind all of a sudden would be...strange, and suspicious, and basically like she's asking for another debt. So. ]
Oh, uh... Thanks, I didn't know there was a pizza place...at all. I- I really appreciate it! Thank you~!
[ Putting a little pep in her voice, or. Trying to. ]
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Angela gives Riley a curt nod, then begins to walk away. ]
Be well, young Riley.