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[middleofthree]

A surprisingly tall young woman walks in, glancing around. A bare hint of a smile might flicker across her face for a moment. "Good, I think I'm first for once

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[shinetoguideyou]

*...beams at her, because omgyay the sane triplet is here first (not that we would ever vocalize this opinion so bluntly)* Bianca! You are first, yes, which is -- *...wrinkles her nose a little* Well, it's a good thing. Hi.

[middleofthree]

Hi, Apphia. Of course it's a good thing. I manage to get here before one of those two set a standard. *smirk*

[shinetoguideyou]

*laughs* I'm not sure which is worse, convincing everyone that they're tolerable by your presence here first or convincing everyone that you're just as bad by their presence.

[middleofthree]

It's a lot easier for them to waste a good impression than for me to have to earn one after the fact.

[payinginnaivete]

You're the first of many as well?

[middleofthree]

First of three. Which is unusual, because I'm technically the middle one. Even if it's not by much.

[payinginnaivete]

Well, arrivals don't always happen in order of birth-- only one always happens that way, in fact. Twin or triplet?

[thisisntwater]

That depends on how you're counting. *this would almost be a smile* 'lo, Bianca.

[middleofthree]

*laughs* Point. Hi.

[thisisntwater]

Tell me your brothers aren't following you.

[middleofthree]

Well, I can't say yes for sure, but... They probably will. Being.. them.

[wakethemorning]

*he's a little wary around her, instinctively, but while this smile is faint and a little uncertain, it's genuine* Bianca.

[middleofthree]

Hi, Asher.

[brinzhurter]

Uh, hi Bianca.

[middleofthree]

Hey, Jeff.