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Eleven ([personal profile] savingthrows) wrote in [community profile] ximiliugh 2021-10-23 07:46 am (UTC)

[ New people are normal, Eleven has learned. She was new people before Bracchia, and that's still something she's grappling with - the city had been staggering to the small mind of a girl from the mid 80s whose biggest place seen was Chicago.

She's determined not to pay them too much attention. The new people make her nervous, so she mostly sticks to the sunlight room as arrivals flood in - and her small, slightly wobbly looking blanket fort that serves as her room and place of residence.

She can't live in the rooms. They look like the lab - all white walls and nothing on them.

And even here, Eleven is determined not to ignore any new presences while she sits on the grass - until she sees a vibrant flash of red hair that has her up on her feet immediately, almost dizzy with relief. Something doesn't look quite right other than the bandages, but Eleven can't even think about that - did the Mindflayer get her, after Eleven came here? Did it kill her friends like it threatened?

She calls out, as she starts hurrying over, herself quite obviously a teenage girl in brightly patterned, 80s clothing - with a leather jacket over top that doesn't quite match the vibe. ]


... Max?

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