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Nacelle looks up at David, she was surprised thar someone here had gone to Africa. " Ja, ek het grootgeword in Wakanda . My ouers betaal bietjie aandag tot die onderrig van my aangesien hulle beide Afrikaans ken ." ( Yes, I grew up in Wakanda. My parents paid little attention to teaching me since they both know Afrikaans.) She laughed a little and held out a hand for a handshake. " Ek is prinses Nacelle , van die Wakanada . Dogter van die Black Panther en Storm." ( I am princess Nacelle, of the Wakandas. Daughter of The Black Panther and Storm.)
Myra rolled her eyes and continued on, she was now running and she soon got to the ice rink. She walked in and ran to the ice. Sticking her hand on it she tried to look back at the time of it being built. "Come on!" She said as she pounded her fist against the ice. "Ow!" She continued to try and find it as she suddenly stopped, she realized that she had found a memory of her and her family.
As Celia heard the announcement she turned and headed to the campfire.
Okay, may I have Ariel?
Nacelle watched them both carefully, they seemed to have some sort of strang conversation going. She shook the girl's hand and waved them goodbye as she quickly walked away, she wasn't sure what they were talking anout but it must be private. She sighed and started to study her book as she sat down on the ground a few feet away from them, waiting for the conversation to end.
This seems interesting, I saw an interest check so are you still accepting characters?
As Myra exited the bus she headed straight for the ice rink, that would be easy ti accomplish with her power. She looked at the others but decided she was fine on her own for now.
Nacelle looks him over and shrugs, she turns to the other girl and raises an eyebrow. "Good morning." Her words were slow and though she smiled knowingly she was absolutely lost. She turned back to John and cleared her throat. "My English is bad...I am new to it." She had used that excuse many a times.
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John notices an unfamiliar face just as he exits the cafeteria. He looks down sadly at his unfinished breakfast, then dumps it as he walks out of the room. He approaches Nacelle with a smile and says, "Hey, you must be new." John sticks out his hand as he introduces himself, "I'm John, the resident tour guide, and you are?"


Nacelle jumps and looks back at John, she has no idea what he is saying. It was to fast for her to comprehend. " Um ... hello, ek is bevrees ek kan nie verstaan ​​nie. Jy praat te vinnig .... John ?" She shook his hand politely and smiled. "My name is Nacelle." It was one of the simple phrases she had learned, though at th same time her voice had a thick accent and the way she said them made it sound like a question.
No, its okay.
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