Ginia Solana (
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[Action - Good Spirits, early evening]
[Every society, no matter where you go, has a way to get drunk.
Ginia muses on the thought with a faint smile as she sits in Good Spirits, sipping at a milkshake with a few shots of Baileys in it. It's been a strange, long day that's ended with being shot and bleeding out on a run and beginning anew in a strange village with wings. Worse was a lingering feeling she knew the village, somehow, in some strange way. It was impossible, she was sure she would have remembered being here. But the feeling was enough to get her back on her feet, into a clothing store for a fresh set of clothes, to the item store to pick up some supplies, and to Good Spirits.
She sits at a table toward the side, alternating between watching people as they come in and reading the guide provided in the journal. It's an interesting thing, the guide, and she takes her time memorizing information.
Later in the evening, she ventures out with some questions on the journal.]
[Written]
It's an interesting thing, the journals. Written messages, audio messages, being able to address everyone as a whole, talk to individuals, send private messages, never runs out of pages, and looks like any regular sort of book. Tidy bit of technology, or magic I suppose. I like the guide too, very well-written and informative, my thanks to the author.
Anything else a New Feather should know about? The little local sorts of things. Legends, stories, suggested dishes to try at the restaurants, the dos and don'ts, those sorts of things. Give me your best. I have time.
Player Name: Cata
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Ginia Solana
Character Fandom: Original Character
[Every society, no matter where you go, has a way to get drunk.
Ginia muses on the thought with a faint smile as she sits in Good Spirits, sipping at a milkshake with a few shots of Baileys in it. It's been a strange, long day that's ended with being shot and bleeding out on a run and beginning anew in a strange village with wings. Worse was a lingering feeling she knew the village, somehow, in some strange way. It was impossible, she was sure she would have remembered being here. But the feeling was enough to get her back on her feet, into a clothing store for a fresh set of clothes, to the item store to pick up some supplies, and to Good Spirits.
She sits at a table toward the side, alternating between watching people as they come in and reading the guide provided in the journal. It's an interesting thing, the guide, and she takes her time memorizing information.
Later in the evening, she ventures out with some questions on the journal.]
[Written]
It's an interesting thing, the journals. Written messages, audio messages, being able to address everyone as a whole, talk to individuals, send private messages, never runs out of pages, and looks like any regular sort of book. Tidy bit of technology, or magic I suppose. I like the guide too, very well-written and informative, my thanks to the author.
Anything else a New Feather should know about? The little local sorts of things. Legends, stories, suggested dishes to try at the restaurants, the dos and don'ts, those sorts of things. Give me your best. I have time.
Player Name: Cata
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Ginia Solana
Character Fandom: Original Character
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I like the automobile!
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Once she settles in again and remembers more about Luceti, she'd be willing to show him automobiles in the Battle Dome.
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Oh he would be so freaked out and curious.
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She'll take him for a ride in a shiny sports car. :Db Abel can come too.
Also renegade justice? She so gets that. That basically describes ten years of her life.
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Abel will be freaked out. Luce will be like :D
And they would make fun friends.
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Hah, yes. Ginia kinda put that part behind her for a few years before getting caught up in one last job that got her killed.
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Poor dear, i read over the app in her journal and was like: So coool
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