[center][abbr=Primrose][img]https://i.imgur.com/zqHOn9T.png[/img][/abbr]
[color=D34C25][sub][i]Thursday Afternoon[/i][/sub]
Word Count: 523 (+1 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]11[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 315/110 
[b]Location[/b]: Esaka's Pools, the Forbidden Kingdom[/color]
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If she were being honest, Primrose would prefer to have her friend closer by rather than disconnected as she was - but when she imagined herself in Nadia's shoes, she found it easy to understand where the feral was coming from. Of course Primrose would have handled the aftermath differently, her pride likely to get in the way of staging a comeback like this, but entertaining hypotheticals was not why Primrose had come to talk with Nadia. She'd wanted to check in and get a sense of what Ms. Fortune was planning, and now she had. It was all too easy for the dancer to complete the picture now that she'd spoken with Nadia directly. 

She still didn't blame Nadia, offering the other woman a softer smile of her own. The chat, as short and somewhat awkward as it was, put Primrose more at ease. Like she'd promised, she wouldn't tell anyone else about Nadia. They all already knew she was still alive and kicking after last night's incident, and if they had the thought they could look her up in Mortal Kombat's bracket - though she supposed that if the other Seekers were to ask after Ms. Fortune, Primrose could just placate them just enough not to try and track the feral down themselves. She'd been serious when she'd offered to leave her friend alone and take whatever time she needed. 

Before she reiterated any of that aloud, strong arms closed around Primrose. She hadn't expected the hug, but it wasn't enough of a surprise attack that the dancer was caught totally off guard. She suppressed her first instinct to stiffen up at the contact, but it still took her a moment too long to reciprocate before Nadia pulled away. Instead Primrose reached out to give one of the feral's arms a squeeze, letting her hand linger until they were separated again. 

[color=D34C25]"You will,"[/color] she said when Nadia promised to make her team proud. Whether Ms. Fortune ended up knocked out of the tournament or went all the way, Primrose didn't doubt that she would. If nothing else, the Fortune team had one dedicated fan out there to cheer them on. 

Not one to overstay her welcome, Primrose took the goodbye gracefully with a small but genuine smile on her face. 

[color=D34C25]"I'll hold you to that,"[/color] she said, before giving the pair a nod of her head before all three of them departed.

When she could no longer see either Fortune, Primrose paused to consider what her plans for the evening would be. She'd more or less accomplished what she'd wanted to do that day, and with no tournament standing to worry about going forward, the city was her oyster. As she made her way to the lift to change tiers, she boarded the one that would take her up to the High Tier. If she recalled what Therion had told her correctly, part of the Seekers would be up there doing reconnaissance and sabotage work. She could certainly lend them a hand... if she happened to run into them, that is. Otherwise she was sure there were other things to catch her interest.