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[ Her last memories of Luceti had been of snow. Looking around the forest and sensing the patterns of weather upon waking, however, told her it was now early autumn. Either she'd been gone several months or at least a year this time, she figured. Ororo wondered idly if there was a reason that she came and went like this. Something to ask the veterans of Luceti, she thought. ]
[ When she felt well enough, Storm took to the skies of Luceti: she knew her abiliities were dampened here in the enclosure, but she needed some time to reacquaint herself with Luceti's nature before looking for the village. She needed to calm herself, too; less powers also meant less control, and it would probably be better if she kept her emotions from starting an off-season monsoon. The random flashes of thunder and lightning from her annoyance at finding herself back in Luceti might attract unwanted attention, and how embarrassing would it be if someone noticed... ]
[ As soon as she centered herself, she changed course and headed for where she knew the village was. She remembered where the little house she'd stayed in previously was located as well, and checking the journal's callbox had let her know just who was still around and who from her world had arrived while she was "back at home." She figured there would be no harm in dropping by the house unannounced. Hopefully there was someone in House 16 to greet her! ]
[ Storm's first order of business after moving back into her old room at House 16 was to visit the stores for some essentials: the clothes shop being her first stop. As soon as she'd changed into and picked up some familiar clothes, she stepped back outside - and when it was safe, Ororo called down a bolt of lightning from the sky to strike the damned New Feather dress into ash. Subtle? Not in the least, but she had to vent somehow, right? Right. ]
[ Her next stops include the Item Store, and the grocery (to re-stock the house's food supply with some vaguely nutritious food), but her final stop of the day, despite the groceries and other items in her arms, would be Cloud Nine. Some of her clearer memories of Luceti were of the quaint little club, and Ororo rather hoped it would jog a few more of her memories... ]
[ Anyone in town is free to recognize or even bump into her as she makes her way around the village! Storm will be all over the place in general, seeking to re-familiarize herself with the town again. ]
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Of course, that means her basket is filling up with protein supplements, vitamins, and very healthy foods. That's just how Sakura rolls. There's certainly a lot of protein, though.
The wrestler notices Storm approaching at just the right time, though. She's found a particularly strange American food, and she doesn't know what it is.]
I apologize if I am bothering you, but do you have a moment?
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But - where are her manners. She was asked a question.]
Of course. How can I help you? [She smiles kindly, turning to face her.]
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This food...it has a strong name. Can you tell me anything about it? It seems to be lacking nutritional information, and I have never seen anything like it before.
i'm sorry i know absolutely nothing on grits. :'|
Ah, I've seen these before. I believe they're a common choice of food in some southern states of America. I know a few of my friends have them often enough. [Pauses, considering.] I'm not quite certain what they are good for, however. They are like oats, I believe. Something akin to a rice substitute.
Neither do I XD I live in Oregon, so I just learned about them from googling "weird american foods"
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[Pretty much anything that isn't a vegetable or protein, pretty much.] I am from Japan.
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And I am from Africa, originally. [Well, Tanzania. And Egypt before that. But people rarely differentiate between countries within her home continent, she's discovered.] My name is Ororo.
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That is one place I would like to go someday. [She isn't lying, either.] The environment is ideal for endurance training.
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[She lowers her head. It's an almost frightening amount of time.]
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What do you mean by that?
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There are many things here I do not have access to where I was previously.
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