Russell
Scarlett had just arrived at this—place. She didn't entirely understand what it was or who it was really for, only why she was here. It was better than being back with her wretched mother though. Scarlett looked— rough. She had been hiding for months and her clothes were really dirty, she didn't smell the best and worst of all, she didn't have any makeup on. Walking through the doors, she saw a lot of people and bit the inside of her cheek anxiously, she didn't want people seeing her like this— a mess an ugly, disgusting mess. Before anyone could even welcome her, Scarlett rushed to the public bathrooms along with her tiny pink suitcase she went all the way home to get, thankfully her mother wasn't home while she got her stuff. All it had was makeup, some clothes,a hair iron and most importantly her perfume.

"Oh come on.." She said, struggling to open her suitcase on the sink, practically fighting with it before she swung the whole thing open—her stuff flying everywhere, all over the floor. "You're joking me." She yelled, loud enough for anyone right outside to hear but not loud enough to alarm people. She then picked most of the stuff up and proceeded to put some makeup on her face, starting with foundation, moving onto concealer etc... Slowly she started to calm down as she slowly felt prettier. Once she was done with her her makeup, she smiled at herself in the mirror, spraying some perfume on herself. She then packed most of her stuff away, leaving only a set of jeans and tank top out.
Lucille
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Seeya!" A gravelly, southern accent chirped to someone outside the room as Hatsume made her entrance. In stark contrast to Scarlett, the tall girl was dressed up like there was some sort of event taking place- not that there actually was, a simple picnic with friends is enough reason for Hatzume to get all dressed up. After all, life is a performance, and she's intent on being Meryl Streep... Or Lady Gaga- voice wise you'd think more Dolly Parton though... Well, either way, she stands upon the world's stage.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ The shout of impatience alarmed the laid back girl, she had only been in there for half a second and there was already a newbie having a crisis... Granted, the bathroom is a weird place to do it. Cringing at the objects clattering against the floor, Hatsume watched on as the stranger struggled. Those floors were *Not* Sanitary at that moment, and usually Hatsume would help but... She just got her nails done like 2 days ago... They're still in their prime!
Though, she isn't discouraged from at least *Saying* Something...

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Uhh... You coping there?" The accented voice speaks with subtle amusement- she took her damn sweet time speaking up considering the shorter girl was already at the makeup stage.
"You new? Or do you always carry a suitcase everywhere you go?"
She grins, eyes creasing with humour. The amusement is no longer subtle- there truly is nothing more entertaining than a new student... They're fun, silly... Perhaps even scrimbly
Russell
Hearing someones voice Scarlett jumped up and looked up at the tall girl—woah. She didn't even know girls could be that tall, though just by looking at her she could tell she took good care of herself and was a girly girl like her, she looked her up and down, it seemed mean but she was simply taking in her character and outfit in general. "Oh— you caught me off guard! I'm fine— I'm good yes, I just needed to... Get organized." Scarlett had a very soft and sweet voice, maybe even a bit seducing, even though it was just her naturally speaking. "I'm new, I arrived around..15 minutes ago and I looked horrible and I wanted to make a good impression." She spoke, some of her items still on the floor, usually she'd be amazing at talking but right now she was nervous. She looked down and picked everything up, stuffing them into her suitcase before looking up at her again and nervously smiling. 

Scarlett didn't smell horrid anymore, whatever her perfume was, it stunk up the whole bathroom but it was a very gentle smell, it was flowery yet had the perfect hint of vanilla in it. She then walked closer towards the girl and tilted her head, looking at the girls hand, a fresh set. Scarlett was good at noticing small details, she took her hand and spoke up "Wow! Your nails are so pretty, I can totally tell you just got them done. I haven't had the opportunity to get any nails in month, you have to take me to your salon!" She said, very excited also obviously and very desperately trying to make some new friends.

Hearing someones voice Scarlett jumped up and looked up at the tall girl—woah. She didn't even know girls could be that tall, though just by looking at her she could tell she took good care of herself and was a girly girl like her, she looked her up and down, it seemed mean but she was simply looking at her outfit, her face and her hair and trying to figure out what kind of a person she really was. Scarlett strongly believed that, someones outside reflects on their personality lots. "Oh— you caught me off guard! I'm fine— I'm good yes, I just needed to... Get organized." Scarlett had a very soft and sweet voice, maybe even a bit seducing, even though it was just her naturally speaking. She chuckled a bit at her comment and shook her head. "I'm new, I arrived around..15 minutes ago and I looked horrible and I wanted to make a good impression." She spoke, some of her items still on the floor, usually she'd be amazing at talking but right now she was nervous. She looked down and picked everything up, stuffing them into her suitcase before looking up at her again and nervously smiling. 

Scarlett didn't smell horrid anymore, whatever her perfume was, it stunk up the whole bathroom but it was a very satisfying smell, it was flowery yet had the perfect hint of vanilla in it. 

She then walked closer towards the girl and tilted her head, looking at the girls hand, a fresh set, Scarlett was good at noticing small details. She took her hand and spoke up "Wow! Your nails are so pretty, I can totally tell you just got them done. I haven't had the opportunity to get any nails in months, you have to take me to your salon!" She said, very excited to be talking to her but also obviously trying very desperately to make a new friend.
Lucille
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ There was about a foot difference in it- another thing that Hatsume found quite entertaining about this little interaction of their's. Girly girl could not be more false, but I never gave a description because I'm lazy, so that's on me! That said, she looked down to talk aboout girly things, so... Technically the assumption was correct. She dressed in blacks and purples, small studded spikes adorning her jacket, with dark makeup smeared around her eyes, and delicately painted aroundabouts.
Well, it was nice to see a newcomer who wasn't standoffish or edgy- not that Hatzume had any proof that Scarlett wasn't, but good vibes eminated off the stranger thus far- which was more than most had to say.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Good impressions are easy around here since the bar is so low, but it's nice to see some effort." She quipped, turning to look in the mirror, a frown adorning her face. Ugh, she hated her bone structure right now... It felt like a pretty niche thing to be mad about, but facial feminisation surgery would be nice to start thinking about maybe... Hm.
She shook her head, that was consideration for another time- aka. Not in the middle of their conversation, obviously.
"Smell however you want, just don't be a dick, which I think you've got in the bag already, actually" 
The girl gave a thumbs up alongside her laid back wry smile, quietly trying to discern what new smell lingered in the air. Elderflower and vanilla..? Something like that.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Flattery works on Hatzume. It's the truth and nothing but the truth, she is easily swayed from chill to Legally Blonde's Elle Woods by a bit of charm and extra sweetness. Grinning widely, Hatsume gently clapped her hands
"Right!? Ugh, you're the first to notice outside my friend Esme... There's this super good place in Isakstad, it's also... Probably one of the only places in Isakstad for it." She enthused, clearly passionate about stereotypical Girl Talk
Russell
She didn't think it would be that easy for people to like her here, since it was a very different environment to what she was used to, she was scared of saying the wrong thing. She wanted to ask the girl who to avoid and who she could be friends with but, she didn't want to come off as someone who gossips on their first day so she kept her mouth shut about it. "Well, I'll still try my best. I like to treat people how i'd like to be treated, you know?" She said, noticing her looking at herself unhappily, realizing she was probably insecure about something but she couldn't understand exactly what it was, since she was quite pretty- her fashion sense wasn't exactly Scarlett's style but she still found her outfit to be pretty cute, though she didn't compliment her quite yet because she didn't want her to think she was pretentious— maybe she was overthinking it but still, sometimes overthinking payed off.

"Oh! Who's Esme? Is she also here?" She said curiously, she wouldn't mind meeting and getting on the good side of as many people as she possibly could so, it was worth knowing. She also adored stereotypical girl talk, she loved everything about being a girl, she was the pink loving, makeup obsessed girl everyone knew. Scarlett smiled at her widely and put her hand down, making a mental note for it. "You don't mind if I change, do you?" Before she could even answer, Scarlett had already taken off her gross, baggy, dirty shirt, wearing a purple push up bra underneath. She looked at herself in the mirror and sucked her stomach in a bit, bracing her core.

Scarlett was rather comfortable in her skin, but of course, she had her Insecurities just like any other girl, most of her insecurities were because of her mother. She then picked up the pink tank top from her suitcase and put it on.

"Do you want to come into my room and unpack with me?" She said as she took her dirty sweatpants off, putting on a pair of low waist flared jeans, packing all of her dirty stuff back in her suitcase, ready to leave the bathroom, a lot calmer now that she had a friend. "Oh and, what was your name again?"
Lucille
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Honestly? It's for the best Scarlett didn't question Hatsume about who to steer clear from and such- because Hatsume is, to be frank, a terrible gossip. She's in the know, and she likes to stay in the know- the worst thing about the universe entrusting hatsume with inside knowledge on everyone's lives (aka. Eavesdropping) is that she's most certainly not adverse to accidentally letting the world know about everyone else's beeswax through a slip of tongue... Thus is the curse of watching chick flicks from a young age- God knows she took the message of Mean Girls completely the wrong way.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Yeah, Esme goes here- she's my best friend in the world I think... Total Elle Woods type!" Hatsume perked up with a grin, always down to throw some good word in about her bestie. Idk how I've managed to reference Legally Blonde twice now in this entire rp either, it'll probably stop... Probably. 
"Like... Joining the cradle is fuckin' insane, she's helped me a lot, my pint sized hero... Well. She's not that pint sized but... To me she is." From the tall girl's vantage point, pretty much everyone was similar to bug sized- so she felt a little bad exaggerating her friend's height like that (when she was probably average). That said, it was true that Esme had been such a positive influence on Hatsume's stay at the cradle- and if she played her cards right, Hatsume could hopefully be the same way to Scarlett. Something about passing on good deeds or whatever.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Weugh?" Is all Hatzume could stammer out in response to the girl next to her asking if she can change and then just immediately getting changed. Last thing Hatsume wanted to do was look like a perv! That said, she immediately slapped her hands against her face to cover her eyes- more embarrassed than anything else. She had no problem with it, but she didn't want to seem like she had a problem with it, which was a little bit of a weird middle ground to be in right now.

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⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ On the other hand to her initial shock, Hatsume removes her hands and is now just impressed at how quick the other is able to change- like maybe it just takes her a weird amount of time to get dressed, but damn Scarlett is almost like lightning by her standards.
"Uh- yeah okay, sure, the good news about the cradle is that the unpacking process is totally easy- I'm Hatsume by the way, Hatzume if you think it sounds cooler."