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"For only 9.99 right?" Laura joined in the humor.

The lodgings were impressive, simple but neat, and far more luxurious than she expected. She pondered various interior design options. A potted fern there... Turqoise curtains... Laura inspected the room with her arms crossed, and a satisfied look on her face.

"Real neat." She remarked coolly. Though she was playing hard to get, her decision was already clear. YES!

Laura peeked behind Nacoma at the other end of the hallway, three more rooms. Empty for now, but only a matter of time before someone moved in. Whoever her roommates would be, Laura hoped they would be nice.

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The tattooed girl fidgeted uncomfortably under everyone's gaze. Normally a background person, she hated the feeling of being scrutinized, like a bug under a microscope. She couldn't imagine what the Ceremony would be like later. The very thought made her uneasy.

Yes. One of the deadliest assassins in the city was...shy.

Still attracting many weird looks for the tattoos and metal arm, Vale stood up and moved towards the Wall Commander, resisting the urge to bow to him like a superior from her Cult. Old habits died hard, Vale reminded herself the Pilgrims may not be accustomed to such behavior. She opted for a more military approaach instead and stood to attention stiffly before the man.

They were a strange sight together. The muscular man towered over her by at least 10 inches. Staring dead ahead, Vale was faced by a heaving barrel chest. Instead, the short girl craned her neck up to his face and pondered on a suitable question.

"Have the Pilgrims even been attacked? Are there any factions hostile to us?" Joining a new faction meant entailing new enemies in the bargain. Vale wanted to know who she'd have to watch out for from now on. And the best man to ask was the one in charge of defense.