<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7f/36/ab/7f36ab980d4c3cee5e4de335571c10b5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Elena Charlie Vandel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12381845#msg12381845) - Clone #2, aka, Nicole.<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong> Lulekani Township near Phalaborwa, South Africa | March 17 2015 | 6:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> Julie, Closed.<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Arriving. </span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><br/><br/>Julie teased her about yawning and all Nicole could do was laugh and blush in the darkness. At least, until, the jeep suddenly went uphill and Nicole surely would have fluttered off into the darkness had she not been looped around by Julie herself. Even though the woman was apologizing, Nicole found herself just fixing her footing and standing there, hands grasping the same bar as Julie, as close as can be, smiling without falter. "It's okay," she offered in reassurance, her mind all ready made up that the unexpected surprise that had made her gasp was well worth it now that it'd passed and Julie's hand was still... lingering. It was pleasant, and while Nicole did feel that there was a certain air of innocence behind the way Julie was holding here, she was also aware of the woman speaking, and she decided to focus on that instead of delving too deep into her mental contemplations of what else could be charging the electricity that flowed through Julie's fingers.<br/><br/> "I'm excited to see <em>everythi--</em>", she'd began, right before the jeep turned and Nicole was suddenly interrupted by the digging of Julie's nails, which elicited a soft - but audible - groan, not entirely an awful sound, or one of protest exactly, either. As soon as it had come, it had past, which left both of the women laughing awkwardly. Julie apologized, and Nicole simply turned her head to look at the woman, perhaps smiling just a little sheepishly, and then Julie leapt out of the slowing - soon stopped - jeep. Nicole stood there just a touch confused, or shocked, and then she followed with plenty of energy and dexterity, to boot. By the time Julie had informed the others she'd not be helping them unload, Nicole had joined her, just in time to have Julie damn near <em>skipping</em> off ahead.  "A friend?" she questioned, though the only answer was a <em>come</em>, which caused her steps to pick up pace. When Nicole caught up, Julie was talking to a woman with such pretty hair that Nicole sort of wish she had time to braid her own, and then moments later there was a bottle in her accomplice's hands and she was being summoned forward further.<br/><br/>What came was darkness, and not slowly, but as they ventured down the path, it consumed them, like some great maw just waiting to snap shut around them as soon as the torch Julie carried dimmed. Nicole stopped when Julie did, and soon found her hands full.  "Yes, I have," she said softly, unwilling to explain further, though the memories of Brazil and some particularly adorable, intelligent, troublesome little mammals came to mind. Idly she shook the bottle, as if that was necessary for what was inside, as the walked closer and closer to the enclosure with its' large, wooden door. Excitement began to pool within her until the reservoir hit its' peak once the annoyed, whinnying, whining sound from beyond paired with Julie's precautions and the opening of the door. The next thing she recalled was Julie saying <em>Whoa</em>, and then the darkness consuming both of them as the flashlight slid off elsewhere. Something bumped - or brushed - into Nicole, and she found herself stumbling forward, arms finding the enclosure's wall - or was it the door? - to catch herself as Julie cried out to <em>Khara</em> and laughed. <br/><br/>Nicole used the moment that Julie had to use getting upright to go retrieve the torch, and once she had, she pointed it off to the side of the pair - close by, but not directly at them - a wide grin overtaking her face as she approached slowly.  "Aweee, Khaaarraaa," she exclaimed, the words drawn out in a sweet, i'm-talking-to-a-baby sort of way that likely was similar even for humans.  "You are just <em>such</em> a cutie!" she proclaimed gleefully, perhaps meaning Julie a little, too, who was quite adorable when being attacked by the baby creature. Then she'd come to stand off to the side of the baby rhino, and the flashlight set on the ground within Julie's reach, Nicole's body sinking to her knees, she at first just tried to wrap one arm around the animal's back, her head pressing against its' side. She lingered there a moment, then released the rather happy sounding animal. After tucking the bottle between her legs, she tried again - quite awkwardly, mind you - to hug the animal, and this time managed to do so far better. It was around then that she also scooted her body a few feet back from the pair on her knees.<br/><br/> "Come heereee," she playfully demanded, and the rhino - surprisingly, perhaps to Julie, and not so much so for Nicole - listened. Releasing Julie from its' weight and adorable nuzzle-filled-rhino-snuggles, the animal approached Elena with gusto, so much so she had just enough time to squeak out a  "and don't knock me over!"<br/><br/>Surprisingly, that worked, too. Even though Khara was prone to be a silly, adorable little oaf, instead, it came to far more gently greet Nicole herself, who had yet to offer the baby its' meal.  "Soon," she cooed, almost as if she could understand, and it was then that she'd gotten a <em>good</em> hug in. Both of her arms wrapped around the animal's wide neck and head, hands running lightly over its' rough back, her hair draped partially over the animal's head and snout. It seemed almost unnatural how coordinated the act was, and how good-mannered the animal was being, especially with its' food less than two feet away. Even though she'd closed her eyes during the beginning moments of the hug, it was about then she opened her eyes to peer at Julie as her hands sought out where she'd seen Julie scritchy-scratching before - behind the animal's ears.  "You look great," she responded to Julie, who'd obviously been talking to Khara about being made to look good, but... Well.<br/><br/>It was the truth, and so it was said!<br/><br/>As she continued to scratch and pet the animal with one hand, she also spoke to it softly.  "Sit for me?" she requested, and again, it did. Without hesitation, Nicole began to feed the animal with the bottle, a process that she soon found required two hands. Normally she wouldn't compromise between petting and feeding. She'd just use her powers. But in her present company, she found that idea to be quite <em>not okay</em>, and instead she relented her scratches to wield the bottle with both hands.  "You never answered my question about sleeping arrangements, you know," she teased, eyeing Julie through the relative darkness.</span></span>