First Year Blues[Natasha, Stella]

Stella would be standing at one of the maps that you can find in cities as she would rub her chin. She did look slightly out of place in her attire, but that was just because she had ditched the hoodie that she had on for a red flannel shirt. She still had the beanie, jeans, and boots on but she would be looking at the sigjn as she would let out a sigh.

The red haired girl was in a conundrum as she had no idea where she should eat. None what so ever, but she needed to have dinner before she could sleep. She didn't want to eat before training In the morning, because the last time that she had done that it hadn't stayed down through her training. She would spot the woman jogging as she would give a tiny friendly wave.

Stella would jump as she didn't really expect someone to greet her like thst as she would turn around on her heels and give a half Bow to the woman as she would give her smile. "Don't think im lost, but I just don't know really anywhere to eat." As soon as the last word.comes out of her mouth a loud grumble from the girls stomach

Stella's face would quickly ligjt up into as she would have realizes the noise she would squeak slightly before speaking up. "If you wouldn't mind could you show me someplace good to eat?"

She would.like to make some nee friends, and this is probably the best way to do. "I could buy your dinner for your troubles?

Stella would nod in agreement at the offer. Even if she felt a little bad having essentially her first day in the city be paid for, but she couldn't dwell on that as she didn't have all that much money left from home. Turns out leaving home is more expensive than initially thought.

"So I take it that you're an American then?"

She would ask as she would be dragged behind the blonde woman as she would try to make sure she doesnt bump into any citizens in the city.

"A very small village near the mountains in Germany. Wouldn't recognize the name as it barely has one."

She would speak with a tinge of disappointment in her voice. She wasn't ashamed of where she had come from, and there were some benefits like they weren't really in danger of stronger hollows. Her mother had been able to safe guard the village despite technically not being that standout as a quincy.

"What would you recommend to eat her Mrs Natasha?"

Stella would listen to the options as she would decide on the cheese burger. That seemed like a fair bet as she would let Natasha know.

"I think I'll go with the cheeseburger and fries."

She would go with that as she would then go back to the original question as to why she wanted to move here. Truthfully there were many reasons as to why, but she wanted to summarize them together. She didn't think her goal was selfish one, but she had a feeling that it may seem that way to outsiders looking in.

"So, the reason I wanted to move here is because I want to grow my strength as a quincy. My mother had told me about the city of lights as storied when I was growing up, so I ended up really wanting to visit. Once, I was old enough I thought seriously about what I wanted to do with my life.

She would think back to her family as could feel a slight tinge of pain in her chest at the thought of leaving home, but she had to push past that for her dream. She wanted to get stronger, and to make a name for herself and her family even.

"I just.. I couldn't see myself taking over my father's business, and my mother can protect the village from the hollows there. None of the hollows out that far are very powerful. They also have my younger siblings, so I wanted to leave and get stronger. I want to protect more people, and truly make a name for myself."

A part of her felt bad about the long winded answer she had given the woman. Hoping that her explanation didn't make her seem selfish, and she certainly hoped that Natasha would understand partially. She didn't really need acceptance, but she did want to have some friends in the city.