[A | arrival and Red Spring] [Rita is no stranger to traveling. She is a stranger to how she arrived in this place: dumped unceremoniously into the bay. But she could manage that much. She had (just) enough decorum to haul herself out of the water, shake herself off, try to dry out her cloak a bit, and stomp up the stairs. Her reclaimed belongings were acceptable - between the eclectic scarf and the Necronomicon (probably not the real thing, but she wasn't about to argue the point) she would be set if she managed to get her artes functioning somehow. Until then she had to make do with what she did have, which was this... new magic she'd have to learn. Whatever. The trip to the springs, thus, was spent largely in silence, aside from her mumbling, fingers twitching as she tried to make sense of what little she knew, maybe figure out if she could transfer some of what she already knew from her magic artes. She'd have a lot of work to put in to be at all confident in this stuff.
Once they reach Red Springs, she figures she'll be best served doing Yuri's usual thing: walking around, trying to gather information, maybe figuring out where she's supposed to be spending the night. She doesn't have the patience to do that forever, though, and she winds up back at the inn before too long and without much to show for it. Scowling, she decides to take a break before she tries to see if she can still throw fire with the sheer force of her anger, opening the door to the room. She doesn't mind sharing, really, she did that on her trip across the world already. Hopefully her roomie doesn't mind that she's in a bad mood; if she gets a strange look, her immediate reply is-] What are you looking at? Got a problem?
[She does also hit the training ground, intending to figure out if whatever magic she's got will let her channel her artes. It turns out that, yes, it actually kind of will. But it takes a fair bit of concentration to shoot out even a single fireball, and after some practice to make that consistent, she walks back to the city proper, sulking a bit.
...this does not stop her from visiting the hot springs that evening. Rita's done this exactly once in her life - also with Yuri and Estelle and the others - and she's not going to pass up a chance to go without spending the absurd sum he'd coughed up then. It's probably the only time she's relaxed all day, as she slides into the spring in a towel. She's feeling so generous she won't even explode the first person that bothers her.]
[B | show of strength] [As much as she wanted to see cookie trees, Rita couldn't help herself - she saw "advocate for war" and "crystal cave" and knew that was her scene. So she'd set out to join the expedition to the Giant Cave. Now that she's here, she's like a kid in a candy store, browsing the clusters of geodes and debating what to do with herself. But it's not long before she's slinging a pickaxe over her shoulder and setting to work. She's a fair bit stronger than she looks, having grown stronger during her travels, even if she's not as strong as she used to be when her bodhi blastia was helping. So it doesn't take her terribly long to come up with a number of geodes, which she stuffs into the pockets of her cloak after she cracks them to see what's inside.
Once her pockets are starting to get full, she realizes she's feeling a bit generous, and if she sees someone struggling she makes her way over.] Need an extra hand? [She might look surprisingly imposing holding that pickaxe...
Rita will also be interested in trading to make sure she's got at least one of everything, so she might be peering over people's shoulders as they see what they've mined up.]
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Rita Mordio | Tales of Vesperia | Elemental/Alchemy
[Rita is no stranger to traveling. She is a stranger to how she arrived in this place: dumped unceremoniously into the bay. But she could manage that much. She had (just) enough decorum to haul herself out of the water, shake herself off, try to dry out her cloak a bit, and stomp up the stairs. Her reclaimed belongings were acceptable - between the eclectic scarf and the Necronomicon (probably not the real thing, but she wasn't about to argue the point) she would be set if she managed to get her artes functioning somehow. Until then she had to make do with what she did have, which was this... new magic she'd have to learn. Whatever. The trip to the springs, thus, was spent largely in silence, aside from her mumbling, fingers twitching as she tried to make sense of what little she knew, maybe figure out if she could transfer some of what she already knew from her magic artes. She'd have a lot of work to put in to be at all confident in this stuff.
Once they reach Red Springs, she figures she'll be best served doing Yuri's usual thing: walking around, trying to gather information, maybe figuring out where she's supposed to be spending the night. She doesn't have the patience to do that forever, though, and she winds up back at the inn before too long and without much to show for it. Scowling, she decides to take a break before she tries to see if she can still throw fire with the sheer force of her anger, opening the door to the room. She doesn't mind sharing, really, she did that on her trip across the world already. Hopefully her roomie doesn't mind that she's in a bad mood; if she gets a strange look, her immediate reply is-] What are you looking at? Got a problem?
[She does also hit the training ground, intending to figure out if whatever magic she's got will let her channel her artes. It turns out that, yes, it actually kind of will. But it takes a fair bit of concentration to shoot out even a single fireball, and after some practice to make that consistent, she walks back to the city proper, sulking a bit.
...this does not stop her from visiting the hot springs that evening. Rita's done this exactly once in her life - also with Yuri and Estelle and the others - and she's not going to pass up a chance to go without spending the absurd sum he'd coughed up then. It's probably the only time she's relaxed all day, as she slides into the spring in a towel. She's feeling so generous she won't even explode the first person that bothers her.]
[B | show of strength]
[As much as she wanted to see cookie trees, Rita couldn't help herself - she saw "advocate for war" and "crystal cave" and knew that was her scene. So she'd set out to join the expedition to the Giant Cave. Now that she's here, she's like a kid in a candy store, browsing the clusters of geodes and debating what to do with herself. But it's not long before she's slinging a pickaxe over her shoulder and setting to work. She's a fair bit stronger than she looks, having grown stronger during her travels, even if she's not as strong as she used to be when her bodhi blastia was helping. So it doesn't take her terribly long to come up with a number of geodes, which she stuffs into the pockets of her cloak after she cracks them to see what's inside.
Once her pockets are starting to get full, she realizes she's feeling a bit generous, and if she sees someone struggling she makes her way over.] Need an extra hand? [She might look surprisingly imposing holding that pickaxe...
Rita will also be interested in trading to make sure she's got at least one of everything, so she might be peering over people's shoulders as they see what they've mined up.]
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