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[Video] Greetings

[After taking a little bit of time to settle in and read the pamphlet, Adora's starting to feel a little bit better about this rather jarring situation. It is a lot to take in, and a lot of what was said in the information was definitely not easy to understand, but she was pretty good at absorbing information and had picked out the most important bits. Namely that Etheria was fine without her for the moment, and that she might have been called on to help this 'earth' or something? What came next was a logical, if nerve-wracking first step: greeting the people here.

So, it's with a hint of trepidation and a bit of a sheepish smile that a young woman in a red jacket appears on the network.]

Uh...hey. I am one of the new imPorts to the city, and I thought that introducing myself would be the best first step. My name's Adora, and I come from a planet called Etheria. It's...pretty different from this place, that's for sure.

[Shaking her head, like she's just realizing something, Adora lets out a deep breath to try and stop the jitters she's got.]

I'm living in a place called Heropa, house number 6? It looks lived in but I haven't seen anyone else here yet, but maybe I just arrived at a time when nobody else was home. If you live here, let me know?

And speaking of living here, can anyone tell me more about Heropa? Places to go eat, things to see, that sort of stuff? I've never been to a place with this many streets before, and I'd like to know what people who've been living her a while think.

[She stops for a second, smiles awkwardly, and then waves.]

I think that's all for now. Bye!

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[Exploration is kind of an important thing to do, when you're in a new place. Recon is one of the first things that any soldier needs to know how to do, and Adora's training has kicked in already. She's quick to head out once she's gotten her head on straight and gotten cleaned up she's out into the Florida sun. Leaving her jacket behind due to the heat and humidity, clad in her white shirt, with the Sword of Protection dangling at her waist, she takes a meandering pace down the sidewalk, taking her time to stop and gawk at the cars and trucks and such going down the road, as well as marveling at all the people. Barely paying attention, she does tend to stick towards greener areas, shying away from big shopping plazas and such to steer near the familiarity of parks. Who knows what she'll find...or who might find her?]

[ And exploration is also a thing Catra has been doing -- both as a soldier and as a cat. If there's one thing this place has got going for it, it's that she has a wider range of movement here; and even after two months, she's far away from having seen everything there is to see.

She has her favorite spots, though, and the parks in Heropa happen to be high on that list. It's where she often goes when the clammy cold of the other porter cities threatens to seep into her bones.

So today, too, she is taking a nice walk in the park, as you do when you have copious amounts of unstructured free time stretching ahead of you. It's a routine by now. One that is interspersed with the occasional unexpected occurrence, sure, but Catra is nonetheless surprised when ahead of her, she sees an all-too-familiar figure. The rigid posture, the ponytail, even the uniform is unmistakeable even with its insignia removed: there's no doubt that this is Adora.

From one moment to the next, it's as if the world falls away around Catra, leaving only the image of the girl in front of her. It's odd, seeing her now. Honestly, it's been a minute since Catra had thought of her and reacted with hate. Oh, every now and then she'll be reminded, but the feeling is blunter now, simmering instead of boiling. Catra is stiff, immovable for a moment, as if the muscle memory that had always guided her actions around Adora had faded in her time here.

She's unguarded, weak -- and that thought is enough to spur her into action. Her brows furrow, and then she makes a dash for the nearest tree. When she first got here, moving around trees was unfamiliar to her, and she'd often come away with small scratches in her skin; now, though, she's become somewhat acquainted to greenery.

She weaves through the foliage as quietly as she can until she's a little ahead of Adora, then lets herself slide down the trunk of the tree she's in. Finally, a practiced smirk slides into place like a worn glove and she steps out from behind the tree, sauntering into Adora's plain view. ]

Hey, Adora.

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