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[naltorian.livejournal.com]

[Nura. That's her name. ...right? Right. Well, it's the only thing she knows right now, besides that, and the strange ring on her finger...with the L engraved on the top in gold. At least...real gold, right? Well, anyways, Nura is heading toward the teleporter, eager to start collecting anemoi whatever way. There's an unsettled feeling within her that strongly dislikes the idea of being without memory, which Nura finds quite odd since she can't remember exactly why it would unsettle her so badly.

Pausing at the teleporter, she sweeps her long white hair into her hands and then ties it into a ponytail with the one tie she'd been given by the people who had found her. She stretches the band too tight and it snaps.]

Crap.

[She looks around.]

Anybody got a hairband?

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[press-b-to-run.livejournal.com]

I have something better than that!

[Ruby reaches into his bag and pulls out a handful of ribbons in multiple colors, before selecting a blue one.]

Here.

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

[Nura blinks in surprise at the sudden offer--and volume--from the person, but she accepts the ribbon. She glances at it.] This looks special.

[press-b-to-run.livejournal.com]

Naw, there's several more just like it. They were all in the sewing kit I found in my backpack.

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

Oh really? [Never look a gift ribbon in the mouth.] Thank you. [She takes the ribbon and ties her hair up having to double knot it since her hair was so thick. When she was done, she dropped her hands to her hips, arms akimbo.]

Is sewing a hobby of yours?

[press-b-to-run.livejournal.com]

Not that I can remember at the moment, but I think so. Otherwise I don't think I would have all that stuff in there.

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

You don't think?

[Her smiles drops a couple molars. So she's not the only one with a clunky memory.]

[press-b-to-run.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Only thing I remember so far is my name, so I can't be sure.

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

No memory?

[press-b-to-run.livejournal.com]

Nope. Isn't it the same for you too?

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately.

[notaluchador.livejournal.com]

[Jaime'd been passing by the teleporter. He wasn't up for grabbing anemoi just yet - not when he wanted to get situated in town first - but the sight of Nura gives him pause.]

Uhhh... I might?

[He starts rummaging through his pockets for something. He eventually comes up with a rubber band; it's coarse and rough, unlike the typical ones they sell in stores.] Would this do?

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

[Nura glances in his direction, and smiles.] That'll do fine.

[notaluchador.livejournal.com]

I'm glad. [Jaime can't help grinning back.] Let me guess... you just got here, right?

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

[She starts to bundle up her hair, gathering it all into both hands.]

Just about right. Yea. Fun wake-up.

[notaluchador.livejournal.com]

You weren't the only one. Seems like there's a whole bunch of us coming in without memories.

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

That's disconcerting. [She frowns, snapping the band into place, letting go of her now-standing ponytail. She really needed to get it cut sometime soon.]

[notaluchador.livejournal.com]

[He nods in agreement.] Just a bit, yeah. Makes me wonder if it's the main condition for living here.

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

If that's the case, then whoever is really in charge here better have some good answers to our questions.

[notaluchador.livejournal.com]

Here's to hoping.

... So uh, are you planning on getting some anemoi?

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

That's the hope.