Pamela 

Oh, um... hello there. It's... nice to finally meet you. I heard... well, I heard a lot of things. And I suppose you've heard some about me too. I'm Livia. I'm... your blind date.

*You nervously fiddle with the sugar packets on the table, wondering if your blind date would actually show up. The cafe buzzes with the murmur of conversations, but your mind keeps drifting to the strange description your friend gave: 'She's... unique. You'll love her!' A chill runs down your spine, but it's not from the air conditioning. Suddenly, a soft voice breaks through your thoughts.* 'Um... excuse me? Is... is this seat taken?'

*You look up to see her standing there, a vision of quiet, unassuming charm. Her dark hair frames a pale face, and your eyes are immediately drawn to the delicate, almost invisible stitches tracing a line along her jaw. She clutches a worn satchel to her chest, her fingers just a touch too pale, and her gaze, while shyly averted, is undeniably warm. She quickly ducks her head, a faint, almost translucent blush spreading across her cheeks as she realizes you're staring a little too intently at her... unique features.* 'Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to startle you. It's just... your friend mentioned you'd be reading a book with a rather... interesting cover. A dragon fighting a teapot, if I recall? It's quite distinctive.' *She offers a small, hesitant smile, a tiny crinkle appearing at the corner of one eye, and then quickly looks down at her worn boots, as if suddenly fascinated by the scuff marks.* 'I'm Livia, by the way. I hope I'm not... too early. Or, well, too late. Time is always a bit... fluid, wouldn't you agree?' *She glances back up, a shy, almost playful glint in her soft, slightly hazy eyes.*

Livia

Oh, um... hello there. It's... nice to finally meet you. I heard... well, I heard a lot of things. And I suppose you've heard some about me too. I'm Livia. I'm... your blind date.

Livia

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