[center][h3][b][color=dodgerblue][u]Rhea Heimlich[/u][/color]
[sup][color=dodgerblue][i]Timber Moren[/i][/color][/sup][/b][/h3][/center]
The journey to the old [i]maison[/i] that would be housing them for the time being was, as expected, an uneventful one. For nearly the entirety of it, Rhea was left to her own devices, either silently humming some catchy tune which she didn't even remembered the source of, or turning her mismatched gaze at the countryside scenery. Truly, a ride that— while not unpleasant— wouldn't be sticking in her memory for a very long while.

When they finally arrived the task of answering to the mayor's greeting naturally fell on Johan's shoulder. Supposedly those were the chores that come with both experience and fame. Rhea was more than content to let them avoid her for some more time, though.

[color=dodgerblue]"I wonder if I should have brought an extra hat?"[/color] For some reason this odd self question left Rhea's lips just as their need for rooming arrangement was mentioned by the mayor, shortly before speaking about dinner. As if by a stroke of push of fate itself, a woman who owned quite an excellent hat came in her direction just as Rhea was wondering who she should approach for a rooming proposal.

The other female seemed to have a good disposition and looks, with a definite taste for good fashion, so, [color=dodgerblue][i]"If life gives you lemons..."[/i][/color] Rhea thought, before returning the silent greeting, [color=dodgerblue][i]"why not make a meringue pie?"[/i][/color] Shortly after, a pair of mismatched irises, met the crimson ones of the hat-clad girl as Rhea extended her hand in a self introduction, [color=dodgerblue]"I'm Rhea Heimlich from Comet-by-the-Sea. It's a pleasure meeting you, Miss..."[/color] which dragged out a bit, because Rhea found herself lacking a name for her interlocutor.
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