[ Near constant hustle and bustle and activity is still something Re-L is growing used to. Her own home before this had been much more reserved, quiet and dignified, she supposed, as opposed to this bright, loud, fantasy world where there was constantly something going on. THere's a part of her, in thse moments, that's very happy for things like food trucks and the lot (they made her lunch breaks easier to maneuver, at the very least) - while in another breath cursing all these roadside stands. She couldn't count the amount of times, already, she'd been stopped so that a shop could offer her clothing to wear that wasn't her stuffy black, usually things with much less cloth than she was used to, and brightly colored to boot. Most of which she'd waved away but, this day in particular....
She might've gotten a few things on her way to find herself something to eat.
Her meal of choice today looks to be some kind of mix of mat and vegetables, conveniently arranged on a stick for eating, it's just that the corner she chooses to sweep in to, this time around, isn't as empty as they usually are. The realization takes a moment to hit her, but when it does she's swallowing what she's got in hr mouth before offering a quick explanation - ]
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[ Near constant hustle and bustle and activity is still something Re-L is growing used to. Her own home before this had been much more reserved, quiet and dignified, she supposed, as opposed to this bright, loud, fantasy world where there was constantly something going on. THere's a part of her, in thse moments, that's very happy for things like food trucks and the lot (they made her lunch breaks easier to maneuver, at the very least) - while in another breath cursing all these roadside stands. She couldn't count the amount of times, already, she'd been stopped so that a shop could offer her clothing to wear that wasn't her stuffy black, usually things with much less cloth than she was used to, and brightly colored to boot. Most of which she'd waved away but, this day in particular....
She might've gotten a few things on her way to find herself something to eat.
Her meal of choice today looks to be some kind of mix of mat and vegetables, conveniently arranged on a stick for eating, it's just that the corner she chooses to sweep in to, this time around, isn't as empty as they usually are. The realization takes a moment to hit her, but when it does she's swallowing what she's got in hr mouth before offering a quick explanation - ]
It's difficult to eat, out in that crowd ..