( Kate's never had anyone bow to her before, and it shows in the momentary blinking, the slightly stunned expression she wipes away with a nod of greeting and a glance over her new sparring partner. )
I'm— ( Shit, she needs a name. Something that won't get back to those two weirdos using her real name on the network. ) Carly.
( Close enough to her real name that she won't completely ignore it (she learned that lesson once already, back home). Different enough to be safe.
She rocks back on her heels, smooths her hands over the edge of her t-shirt and across her leggings, wishing she'd worn the pair with pockets as she settles for hooking her thumbs into her waistband. )
So... you spar a lot?
( Time to ask questions before this girl thinks too deeply about that brief pause before her "name". )
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I'm— ( Shit, she needs a name. Something that won't get back to those two weirdos using her real name on the network. ) Carly.
( Close enough to her real name that she won't completely ignore it (she learned that lesson once already, back home). Different enough to be safe.
She rocks back on her heels, smooths her hands over the edge of her t-shirt and across her leggings, wishing she'd worn the pair with pockets as she settles for hooking her thumbs into her waistband. )
So... you spar a lot?
( Time to ask questions before this girl thinks too deeply about that brief pause before her "name". )