[ The building is... a strange one, to say the least. It looks like it should be a church, something beautiful and ornate, although the sign above the door is something distracting all on its own, and Rinoa can't help but tilt her head in confusion. The only thing she can think is that it's another of those strange half-places, like the bar or the mountain, or... well, anywhere else here, really.
It's with a curious smile that she steps into the place, eyes wide as she looks around. It's not particularly bright inside, but she can see the bed of flowers in the center of the place. Her heart soars - they're not her flowers, but it hardly matters to her right now - and she crosses the wooden floor, pausing when she sees the girl in the pink dress crouched among them. ]
Oh, um. Hi.
[ Rinoa smiles, taking a few more steps closer, hands visible so that the other woman can see that she means no harm - she knows all too well how it feels to be taken by surprised in this place. ]
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It's with a curious smile that she steps into the place, eyes wide as she looks around. It's not particularly bright inside, but she can see the bed of flowers in the center of the place. Her heart soars - they're not her flowers, but it hardly matters to her right now - and she crosses the wooden floor, pausing when she sees the girl in the pink dress crouched among them. ]
Oh, um. Hi.
[ Rinoa smiles, taking a few more steps closer, hands visible so that the other woman can see that she means no harm - she knows all too well how it feels to be taken by surprised in this place. ]
Is this place yours?