<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dd/Angelina_Jolie_Bald_01.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Lyssa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Robinson, approaching the Rotunda<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sora, open<br/><hr/><br/>Well, that was very nearly a markedly more literal 'running into' someone than Lyssa had been hoping for - but the surprise (and relief) of it served to draw a swift little laugh from her.  Shaking her head, she smiled.<br/><br/>"No, no.  Not at all.  If there is fault to be assigned, it is at least half mine to bear!"  Her English was a little too<em>precise</em>to be native... but she sounded more like an Earth-born diplomat than an alien.  Still, the way in which she noted Sora's gloves and then looked<em>intrigued</em>was certainly not conventionally human.<br/><br/>"If, perhaps, you are simply escaping whatever delights your cabin's environmental systems have sprung on you today, and do not have anywhere you must be, we could walk together for a little?  I apologise if I am unduly forward, but I confess that I would welcome the company."