[center][h1][color=bc8dbf]Ethel Storm[/color][/h1][/center]
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[@Infichi]
Ethel frowned slightly as Verrick talked.
"[color=bc8dbf]Ethel isn't kid...Ethel is Ethel.[/color]" She mumbled into her jacket as she listened further. So Verrick was like Ethel as well? Well similar anyway...Ethel hadn't seen her sister properly in over a decade and didn't have fantastic memories of their more recent encounters. She had never meet her brother so there wasn't much to remember about him.
Her father had left her two years ago, although she was sure there was a reason...
"[color=bc8dbf]If Verrick wants money, Ethel has money. We do missions whenever we can while we search, and split the payments.[/color]" Ethel wasn't good at holding a conversation and was simply thinking of things to say now. Verrick had mentioned however that he had no money, and Ethel had money. And Sora had introduced Ethel to Verrick as 'the client' meaning that Ethel was hiring Verrick (apparently).
Looking down at the ground now Ethel noticed something where Sora had been standing previously. A newspaper?
Bending down to pick it up, she looked it over with her head cocked to the side.
"[color=bc8dbf]Sora dropped this?[/color]" She mumbled to herself as stared at it intently. Sora holding onto newspapers was a rare thing...unless something caught his eye. Opening it now she scanned through a few pages before stopping abruptly and concentrating on a single article. It was a news article on the Dome incident from the day before.
"[color=bc8dbf]...Ethel's sister is here. Good and bad.[/color]" Ethel mumbled softly into her collar. However once more she had fallen into her habit of saying things but skipping over important parts, making whatever she said difficult to follow for whoever was listening.


[center][h1][color=f49ac2]Jasmine Lockwood[/color][/h1][/center]
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[@Caits]
"[color=f49ac2]Ah yes, I learned how to from my father. I didn't really have a choice in the matter.[/color]" Jasmine responded quickly. Anything they could do to help speed this up would be welcome to Jasmine, she didn't want to bother Penny too much. She was already going out of her way to do so much for her but Jasmine didn't want to burden her too much.
"[color=f49ac2]I'm not very good at it yet but...I prefer being able to move freely without feeling cramped. But time isn't really something we have in spades, so I'm willing to live with a little discomfort.[/color]" Jasmine didn't mention the fact that she disliked horses in general for other reasons as well because she didn't want to offend Penny somehow. She could put her dislike for them aside easily of course, just that she never went out of her way to do so.