The fragile-looking, small girl entered the dome, looking around interested. It was larger than she expected it to be and she liked it. She was wearing a blue flight-suit and a she had her long brown hair loosely falling down over her shoulders.
She looked around for people she knew, but didn't immediately find someone. She shaked her hair down slightly, then moved over to the area where most people were standing and talking.
Arriving there, she quickly noticed Susan and Robert D'Autoine, but also the stranger watching them. She sat down on the ground there, and closed her large green eyes, listening and waiting for someone to start a conversation.
"Common sense is the best distributed commodity in the world, for every man is convinced that he is well supplied with it." René Descartes