<div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/it/thumb/8/8d/Terra_Branford.png/280px-Terra_Branford.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Abigail Foster/"Terra Branford"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The party<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>A new life, a new leaf, all those clean slate things. It was a great idea...and when things had quieted down somewhat, she could contact her parents again. But why should she? Her own government had betrayed her, and her homeland was forever closed to her, barring some insane changes. Japan was wonderful, and she felt safe, but it wasn't her home. But since returning was out of the question...well, there were far worse places to be then in the care of a rather rich individual.<br/><br/>Her melancholy was broken by Tabitha's appearance. "Actually...I have." She said. "You were the one causing all those problems at the shop today, weren't you?" She said to Tabitha. She then turned to the hell hound. "I don't think we've been formerly introduced. My name is...Terra." She had to pause for a moment to remember to use the fake name, not Abigail. Renoa might have picked up on it. And of course, her accent was undeniably British. Or, as far as Tabitha and Renoa might be concerned, not Japanese and therefore different from everyone else's voice. "It is quite good to see the both of you...again."