You know you're not the only one

Rio Marino · 08-06-2012, 03:30 PM

So far, Itzal saw Rio out at night (yes, it's night time) looking through store windows and just walking around aimlessly. He approaches her at a safe distance, and they begin to talk. She doesn't trust him at first, but soon recognizes him from her old pack, Anathema. So, hearing that he doesn't have anywhere to stay, she invites him to her house (in Greater Halifax) to sleep on the couch. She feels bad for him and figures that he could be trustworthy enough. So, in thanks for her letting him stay, Itzal gives her a dagger (with an interesting, strong blade and a white handle, Rio loves it instantly) and four throwing knives, which she'll probably wind up stashing away somewhere.

This thread shows Rio's reaction to Itzal's gifts. And we go from here.....

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Rio Marino

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The lock was just for keeping outsiders from coming in, but the male was free to go at any time. Rio didn’t bother letting him know, since she assumed he was familiar with human house locks, but he wasn’t. As he placed a few weapons on the table, she looked down and instantly liked the dagger. It would be a good weapon to use once she got into defending herself. She stood up from the couch and picked the dagger from the table. She examined it, making note of all the things he said. She liked the blue glint the blade had to it. She unsheathed the dagger she threatened him with earlier, and placed it on the table, replacing it with the new one. The old dagger had been a very decorative one – probably meant to be hung on the wall rather than used. Rio didn’t know anything about weapons. ”Thank you so much! This one’s probably better than the one I had,” she patted her thigh, but unstrapped the sheath anyway. She placed the whole thing on the coffee table so that she could sit down better. She curled her knees to her chest and watched him explain. ”Well, you can live on this couch. It’s pretty comfy. I would even sleep here. But all the other rooms are taken.” Including hers. ”There is another couch upstairs, a lot smaller than this one – if you feel uncomfortable here, you can always sleep up there. It’s next to my bedroom door.” In case he ever wanted to come in, she once again didn’t say. Rio was turning into a bit of a whore in her lonely age.

Well, now that business was taken care of – she could be nosey. ”So… Where’d you go?” She told him her story, now it was time for him to spit out his. If he was living in her house now, she had to know something about him. Even if he were to make up a lie, she wouldn’t know as she doesn’t know him.

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