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[h2][color=#FE2160]Nyt Årud//Echo[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location[/u][/b]: The Sanctuary -> Kitchen.
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b]: [b][color=99ccff]Edwina//Lucifer[/color][/b] - [@Morose].
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	[color=99ccff][b]"Pleeeease. You're going down, sister!"[/b][/color]  Nyt was beyond ecstatic to make her very first friend after her strange sentence.  Long ago, she had realized she didn’t speak normally, with a bit of an accent that was unrecognizable to most people.  It sounded like a mesh of several European accents attempting to speak English, but for the most part she tried to enunciate as a precaution.  Her brothers continuously worked with her throughout her childhood but in the end, it dawned on them that her alien tongue was akin only to her situation.  Nonetheless, they encouraged her to use her sound wave powers to make herself be heard clearly, but she opted not to.  She wasn’t ashamed of who she truly was anymore.  It’s what brought her to this Sanctuary, surrounded by like-minded heroes of sorts.
	She decided to let Eddie take a head-start for a few moments, looking back in time to hear Lisa mention room numbers.  She grinned to herself and then commenced her chase after the redhead who seemed to be running in a meandering sort of path to the bedroom chambers.  The other female was well ahead in the race and the alien decided to pull the sounds of her steps from Eddie’s earshot and threw the sound over her head.  She could only imagine the confusion on Eddie’s face and threw her whispers to her friend’s ears, [color=FE2160][b]”We’re room number 102!”[/b][/color]
	A second wind seem to come over her when they neared the living quarters and especially by the smell that Masquerade seemed to be cooking up at the moment in the main area.  When she finally got near Eddie, she grinned and shouted, [color=FE2160][b]”We’re actually 101!”[/b][/color], as she entered the room she wanted with a victory jump onto the bed.  She rolled onto her back and laughed childishly at Eddie when she entered the room, a displeased look on her face.  [color=FE2160][b]”I’m sorry! I couldn’t help myself.”[/b][/color]
	She sat up and crossed her legs, looking around the room.  [color=FE2160][b]”I feel really bad now. I’ll make it up to you! How would you like a tasty grilled cheese sandwich? I’m always hungry after a trip and you could tell me about yourself!”[/b][/color]  She wasted no time in settling into the Sanctuary and she grabbed the girl’s hand to lead her into the fantastic kitchen out into main part of the house, which catered to the most curious food palette.  Mercury was already cooking away and he seemed to be a part of his own world.  Luckily, the kitchen could afford up to a few cooks at a single time and she politely asked him if it wasn't much of a bother for her to whip up some sandwiches beside him.  She listened to Eddie as she tried to talk about herself and smiled as she rummaged through the pantry for sourdough bread, provolone, prosciutto, tomato, and garlic salt.  As she grilled away several sandwiches with butter for her, Eddie, and whomever else wondered into the kitchen, she was fascinated by Eddie’s stories once the girl opened up a little.