After some time of walking, Loki neared the site where Rita preformer her expiriment. At first, he frowned slightly, but then blew a soft sigh of relief. This is a sight much preferable to what I had expected to find. That would be quite the bothersome, indeed. Turning to Fafnir, Loki let go of the rains. "Fafnir, remain where you are." he said in a authorative tone, then began walking over to Rita. Fafnir didn't quite do as it was told, mostly because it didn't understood the command, and began wandering around.
"What happened to you? Do you require assistance?" Loki asked, approaching Rita.
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"Yes. One moment." the receptionist answered Trilby, reaching for a necklace she wore and rubbed it. There is a man here to see a prisoner. Could you escort him? There was a moments silence, then the receptionist looked back to Trilby. "There will be someone to escprt you to the holding cell shortly."
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"Umm..." the woman began, not entirely sure how to respond. This sure is awkward. I'll have to try to appear in an area that isn't populated next time. "I'm afraid I don't know anyone named Rica." she answered Sophia, then chuckled softly as she hada thought. "But if we are related, then that's quite the joke, as my name is Erica."
"So, uhh... Where did you come from? You appeared out of nowhere." one of the students remarked.
"I come from elsewhere. It's difficult to explain." the woman, now identifiable as Erica answered.