<blockquote><div><cite>Shades wrote:</cite><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#80BFFF; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">Susannah took a deep breath when the other young woman poked her cheek. She had not expected to meet someone right away, as she had not expected to fall as she had done. Well, it was too late to expect anything other than what she had gotten.<br/><br/>With a sigh of relief - nothing was broken - she started moving slowly. Her face was very different from others that Xpiayoc had seen as well, probably. Her skin was very fair, dotted with freckles, and the eyes had a hue between green and blue.<br/><br/>Despite her strange appearance, the odd visitor seemed harmless enough, even friendly. Moving slowly, she sat up, keeping her hands in sight as a way of making known that she meant no harm. As she had no idea how friendly or unfriendly the one she had met was, Susannah told herself, it was for the best that she kept an attitude that could in no way be constructed as threatening. Between a young woman with a knife and a dog, after all, she held no chances if they felt threatened by her presence or any of her movements. And - she thought, eyeing the dog - the animal would probably bite first and ask questions later.<br/><br/>Making a gesture for the other one to wait, Susannah fumbled with something in her pocket - her translating device. Not removing it from her pocket, in case Xpiayoc would mistake it for a weapon, Susannah finally spoke - in her language.<br/><br/>"I apologize if I have startled you. I come from far, and mean no harm. I am only passing by this place and have no intention of staying", she explained.<br/><br/>"I am named Susannah among mine, but you may call me as you prefer. I have no weapons or ill intents".<br/><br/>Once she had finished speaking, Susannah kept her hands in sight and waited. It was, after all, the best way to deal with someone who had a weapon and apparently intended to use it.</span></div></span></span></div></div></div></div></blockquote>