Out in the Great Wide Open

Rikka de le Poer · 05-06-2010, 04:37 PM

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Finally Rikka had her little sea shack exactly as she wanted it. New rugs covered the floor inside and two large ones also covered the sandy ground outside of the entrance. A tie dyed canopy sheltered the outdoors rugs, tied to the top of the shack and two poles that were in the ground a few feet away. A bead curtain hung down from the doorway and a couple wind chimes hunt from the boards that made up the roof. Incense burned pleasantly on her little outdoor stool, filling the air with the spicy and exotic aroma. The de le Poer woman was finally feeling almost completely like her old self again. Not even the scars that marred her body bothered her so much anymore. The spring breeze stroked the marks gently with insubstantial fingers. Everything was going to be better now. Rikka had found her compromise. She was still close to her family, but she could live the way that she was comfortable and happy with. Life was good again.

On one of her expeditions in Lunenburg she had found some strips of leather and string and beads that were perfect for making the headbands that had been a common commodity back in The Haight commune. She still had her's of course, and had taken to wearing them again, but she thought it might be nice to make some again. It was a nice creative, mindless task and perhaps some of her new packmates would like them. It would be a good way to make friends, she thought. Even if they had no interest in the head adornments it would at least be a conversation starter. Now that she had her home all ready, she wanted to start making friends here. It was time for Rikka to return to her social butterfly roots. The metallic hued woman sat Indian-style on the rugs outside of her house and expertly braided the strips of leather and beads into the beginnings of a headband.

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