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[sixwayheart]

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[Heart's first awakening in Luceti is a relatively eventful and arguably fateful encounter with Richard Sharpe, in which there is a robot in his closet. Perhaps because she's used to enclosed spaces like this immediately before someone opens them, despite her internal flummoxing about the oddity of her being active again, she hasn't tried to bust out or anything, so it'll be a surprise once it's opened up]

[Later in the day though, after getting the introduction to Luceti in whatever manner it happened up there, Heart is aware of the situation! Aware, but not really caring right now, or all that curious. See, situations aren't something which interest the woman all that, people are. And it's perhaps for this reason there is a woman who is now in a different set of clothes than the New Feather dress (though probably nothing too flashy) sitting alone in the main square. But she's also observing people, following their movements with her eyes. She's not programmed to approach, but something in the moment's demeanor implies that she would like other people to approach her.

If nothing else, the fact she'll be sitting there until well after sundown unless people do and get her out of there is probably a thing. Once it becomes too late for her to reasonably expect anyone to be out though, she heads to the Welcome Center to take up one of the beds there for her rest. Encounter her and become a user(?!) at either location]

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[endgames]

Uh. I don't even know your real name, come to think of it.

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[sixwayheart]

[You know, she's not that huge on teasing, but...] Guess.

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[endgames]

[...a raised eyebrow. Really?]

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[sixwayheart]

[Yes, really. She even nods]

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[endgames]

[Wow, what a pain.]

Do I at least get a clue? I've met people named after everything from spices to colors.

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[sixwayheart]

I've got one name I could give you if you insist, but I'd really rather hear what you come up with. [She would shrug, but she's carrying the boombox]

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[endgames]

Maah.... Games are no fun without rules.

[But okay, she has red hair... And she's odd, which reminds him enough of another girl he knew once (even if she's more talkative).]

Ariel?

[Said with a tone that implies he knows that's not going to be it, but hey. It gave him some amusement.]

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[sixwayheart]

Ariel... Ariel... [She seems to consider that name, taking a wide step ahead. Let's get the item shop already, she's eager to get this fixed! But after a thoughtful pause she nods] I like it. We'll go with that.

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[endgames]

--what, really? [This gets him to stop just before the door, giving her a closer once over. People have shown up twice before, but... Nah. There's no way. Even the way she says it makes him think not.]

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[sixwayheart]

Why not? It's a cute name, and I think it suits me. [...She needs a hair tie. She wants to get some stuff out of her face. She tosses her hair back without hands, given. You know. The boombox in her hand. She resolves to put it up in a ponytail]

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[endgames]

It belonged to a girl I knew once.

[He didn't know her well, other than that experiment. But she was sweet.

Either way, they're here, and he holds open the door for her, turning to her with a small furrow between his eyebrows. Curious.]

What's wrong with your own name?

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[sixwayheart]

Nothing's wrong with the default, but I do think it's more fun to have variety. [That and it's a personal touch for her user. Still, she just shrugs at this] The original Ariel's not around?

[And we're in the Item Shop! ...It's organized in here, to an extent, but what's with the music]

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[endgames]

Nah. She went back to her own world a while ago.

[He ignores said musical items and just heads straight on back to one of the other rooms, where he knows tools to be.]

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[sixwayheart]

[Wow how can you ignore music in the air. But whatevs. Heart follows, still carrying the boombox, but also takes note of where there's a little bag and a hair tie in the front room. She'll go back to those later. To the original Ariel being gone, though]

So that really does happen, huh.

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[endgames]

[This is the guy who when confronted by a flutist found it easier to look for patterns in her finger movements than in the notes of the song she was playing, okok.]

More often than you'd think.

[He comes back out. See? Screwdriver!]

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[sixwayheart]

[Sweet. She'll be setting this down on the counter here, turning, and getting hair tie back where she saw them. She has her hair up in a ponytail when she comes back. Something simple]

I'm new, if you couldn't tell.

[And there we go- she'll take the screwdriver and then get to unscrewing some parts open]

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[endgames]

Hard to miss the white dress. They have better stuff in the shops, if no one's told you yet.

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[sixwayheart]

I'll have to change later. [ She says this absently as she begins to examine the insides here]

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[endgames]

[A girl not obsessed with clothes? Say it ain't so! Okay, that's generalizing, but it's still relatively neat to him. He finds a spot to lean against the wall.]

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[sixwayheart]

Yeah. Something is loose in here. [She concludes this after the glance through. And she now begins to move things along in there]

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[endgames]

That all?

[Man, he probably could've figured that out if he'd gotten to it first.]

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[sixwayheart]

Yeah. You' be surprised how often it's something simple like that.

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[endgames]

You know, I could probably fix it myself if you wanted to go get your things settled.

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[sixwayheart]

Nah, I've got this. [Really she feels more at home reading her hands in to delicately nudge some wires until she finds the right plate and tightens it (which she's ding now) as opposed to getting new clothes]

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[endgames]

[...this is such a strange girl. She doesn't seem bothered by any of it.]