Servant's Quarters, Saturday afternoon

[jonesthethird]

Mutt pulled up outside the dorm he was supposed to be assigned to and sat on his bike for a long moment, looking it over.

It was all Southern gothic-y in that ante bellum, mint julep and crawdads sort of way, along with most of the rest of the town that he'd seen since getting off the ferry, but at least it wasn't as . . . alien looking as half of

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[truest_black]

Bella saw the motorcycle and grinned. "I like your motorcycle." She said walking along the sidewalk. She liked the look of Mutt too.

[jonesthethird]

Mutt looked up from studying the building, and decided he was more than happy to study this girl instead. "Thanks." He gave the bike's headlamp a fond pat, then offered one hand. "I'm Mutt."

[ooc: and I must swing off to dinner for a few. Will be back, I promise!]

[truest_black]

"Bella. Mutt, that's an interesting name." She smiled as she took his hand. "I like it."

((ooc: Have a wonderful dinner. and YAY for coming back!))

[jonesthethird]

Oh, she just won massive points with that one. "Thanks. I picked it myself."