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[aumygoddess]

hello,,
everyone

I was wondering if it was acceptable to use this as a forum to ask if anyone is interested in
living with a roommate of some sort

I am quite unused to living alone, so if anyone feels similarly and wishes to share an apartment if that is not a strange thing to ask please feel free to contact me thank you

[ Hanyuu spends about two hours drafting up this post, half because she's still learning how to use the network, half because....oh jeez oh gosh this is a big thing to ask and she's not sure she should go through with it. But if someone kind does respond it could solve two of her problems in one go. Aaaah. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa---

ah. she forgot her name. can she edit posts? can she reply to her own posts? can people see her name already? all questions that she's now asking herself as she flips through the settings and contemplates deleting this post entirely. wah wah wahhhh. ]

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[aumygoddess]

[ she has torture-related trauma, it's a natural reaction

But oh...tea. she perks up. ]

I am Hanyuu
It is nice to meet you

Yes, that sounds like a splendid idea
Where would you like to meet up?

[fairbrook]

( That's fair. )

Likewise for me, as well.
There's a cafe in the second level.
I'll send you the location.

( A public location would be best, she thinks, considering how meek Hanyuu comes across in her text. If nothing else, she didn't want to overwhelm her. )

[aumygoddess]

oh what a charming little place
Thank you

It takes me a bit to find my way around these parts
would meeting in about a half hour be acceptable?

[ good call. She CAN just teleport away if she gets spooked, but any attempts at not spooking her in the first place is a good sign. ]

text → action;

[fairbrook]

( It's not the first time she's dealt with trauma victims, so the calm and pleasant demeanor comes naturally to her. )

Yes, that would be fine.
Please, don't hesitate to contact me if you find yourself lost.

( And whenever Hanyuu arrives, she'll be greeted to the sight of a tall, blonde woman, with a toned complexion (presumably of Indian descent,) wearing a black vest and long skirt. When Hanyuu enters, she looks up from the book she'd been reading, speaking up with a rather posh British accent. )

Are you Hanyuu?

[aumygoddess]

[ Hanyuu steps in almost exactly a half hour later. She wasn't sure how dressed up to get for this, so she just plucked something pink out of her closet. She debated tying her hair up over her horns, buuuuuuut if this is someone she might be living with, it's better if she sees the horns right from the get go. Field any questions now rather than later.

That said, she's pretty short in person, but definitely looks like she's in her late 20s. Mom is shy. ]

Y-Yes, that is me. Integra?

[ a slight bow of the head. ]

[fairbrook]

( Despite her curiosity, the horns don't seem to so much as bother her. But then, when you've fought against literal Nazi vampires bent on the apocalypse, few things in life do.

It's not quite customary for her, but she meets Hanyuu's politeness in kind, bowing her head in return. )

It's a pleasure. ( She adds, gesturing toward the seat across from her: ) Please, feel free to order anything you like.

( She'll pay, it's fine. )