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[The view is a little dark, a figure hidden in shadow outside of her house, but as the feed records, the sky lightens up, bit by bit. Soon enough, Riza is recognizable, sitting on the front steps with Dakota curled up beside her, his head resting in her lap. A few droplets of rain hit the screen and Riza opens her umbrella, protecting herself and the puppy.
A few more minutes pass and her hair, free from the clip, is seen. To anyone who was here a year ago, it would be obvious that her hair has grown a little longer. It's no longer just beyond her shoulders, but almost halfway down her back. Maybe Riza should cut it, but...it's not too bad as it is.
It's still a little chilly, so she pulls her coat a little tighter around her shoulders with her free hand. That coat has a history of its own, as does everything surrounding her. She looks down at the puppy, at a sleeve, even at the step she's sitting on, and smiles just enough so that it is a smile at all.]
Hm...
[ooc: Riza and I have been here a year today, May 22nd. Damn. ♥]
A few more minutes pass and her hair, free from the clip, is seen. To anyone who was here a year ago, it would be obvious that her hair has grown a little longer. It's no longer just beyond her shoulders, but almost halfway down her back. Maybe Riza should cut it, but...it's not too bad as it is.
It's still a little chilly, so she pulls her coat a little tighter around her shoulders with her free hand. That coat has a history of its own, as does everything surrounding her. She looks down at the puppy, at a sleeve, even at the step she's sitting on, and smiles just enough so that it is a smile at all.]
Hm...
[ooc: Riza and I have been here a year today, May 22nd. Damn. ♥]
