And in the sea that's painted black | OTA

[novokribirsk]

WHO: Zoya Nazyalensky, Nikolai Lantsov, and yOU
WHAT: Two new rifters arrive, shenanigans ensue.
WHEN: Nowish
WHERE: Gallows, Kirkwall
NOTES: N/A

Comments

[tender]

"You're new," isn't a question. There's simply no possibility Derrica had failed to notice this woman in the course of two years service in Riftwatch.

Welcome is never really the right word to offer a rifter. So instead—

"You can use some of my hair oils, if you like. I've more than enough."

[novokribirsk]

"You'd share with a stranger?"

— is not a no, nor a denial of being new. She cants her head, blue eyes bright as they watch the other woman.

[tender]

A shrug, water rippling out from the movement of her shoulders.

"We aren't going to be strangers very long," Derrica answers. "Not if you're going to be working with us and living here."

And it's not a hardship, to share what she has. Especially not when this person is clearly newly arrived, and settling into the Gallows. Maybe it's never a kindness repaid, but maybe it eases the transition. That's worth giving away a bottle of oil, to Derrica.