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Who: Riza + Partner, Open
What: She's trying to keep her birthday lowkey.
When: Front dated to the 6th of January
Where: Smallish open air mall in Neon.
It was her 27th birthday, but for Riza Hawkeye, it was another day. Another year that she was alive. Another year of carrying her crosses, her father's legacy. She hadn't made a big deal of it, nor revealed the date to anyone. It was only another day, one that had seen her get a much needed hair cut - the blonde hair was now to mid-shoulder and pulled back in a low plait. Hayate had remarked that she looked more personable, for a moron; she'd only smiled at the Pagumon, gathered him up, paid and headed on her way. Now he was napping as she wondered the small open air mall looking for a small shop to get something for dinner tonight.
She didn't think that she'd get anything else aside from food - she'd spurged on the haircut and a pair of small silver hooped earrings. It was enough.
What: She's trying to keep her birthday lowkey.
When: Front dated to the 6th of January
Where: Smallish open air mall in Neon.
It was her 27th birthday, but for Riza Hawkeye, it was another day. Another year that she was alive. Another year of carrying her crosses, her father's legacy. She hadn't made a big deal of it, nor revealed the date to anyone. It was only another day, one that had seen her get a much needed hair cut - the blonde hair was now to mid-shoulder and pulled back in a low plait. Hayate had remarked that she looked more personable, for a moron; she'd only smiled at the Pagumon, gathered him up, paid and headed on her way. Now he was napping as she wondered the small open air mall looking for a small shop to get something for dinner tonight.
She didn't think that she'd get anything else aside from food - she'd spurged on the haircut and a pair of small silver hooped earrings. It was enough.