PM to join A Chance Encounter in the Lobby (Bec)

[Ruebia]

Ruebia Summer 16th, 513 AV A week had passed from the day Ruebia had left her home to travel and she was still living at the inn an hour away. She had seen her mother in the market yesterday and had expected her to ask Rue to come back home but she had simply struck up a simple conversation, asking her if she was eating well and if she was managing her money smartly. She had even suggested that she study at the University, take a class in geography or something along those lines. Ruebia smiled, of course her mother would know she was stuck in her decisions. She paid for another weeks worth of rent for her room and sat in the lobby mulling over her mothers advice to study at the University.

[Bec]

Bec Bec sighed to herself as she returned to her home. It was a nice place, the inn, and she got on well with the owner. At least, he hadn't kicked her out or glared at her, which she counted as a good sign. The downside meant that the newcomers entering Zeltiva during their travels always jumped to the logical conclusion that no real home meant she too was a foreigner. More often than not Bec went along with such assumptions, partly for amusement and partly on the offchance they would feel safer around a 'fellow traveller'.  She glanced briefly around the lobby as she entered, her intention being to simply check for anyone she hadn't seen before. There were a few strangers and one, a young woman, caught her eye immediately. The young were easier to con and women were more inclined to trust other women. She wasn't in the mood for a man anyway. Bec headed over to where the other sat, sitting smoothly into the seat next to her. She smiled politely at the other and, after a moment, spoke. "Mind if I join you?"

[Ruebia]

Ruebia Summer 16th, 513 AV Ruebia looked up from her seat in the lobby. A woman sat nearby her and she was pretty, Ruebia noted. Then she tensed, mother had told her that most bondings were instantaneous and Ruebia waited for something or anything to happen. After a moment of nothing changing, she relaxed a little. Her mixed reaction to the idea of a bondmate made her wary of new people and she had never seen this woman before. Perhaps she was from East Street, her mother had never allowed her to go there. She couldn't be from West Street, her clothes weren't fine enough. After regarding the girl for nearly a minute with an even, almost unblinking turquoise gaze that was suggestive of her feline tendencies, she finally answered her. "No." Then when she realized that she might have been too blunt, she added: "I don't mind."