Phoebe agreed. People were dangerous, to rats and Rens both. That was probably why they stuck together. She'd never really thought about it before. It was just a thing you did. She didn't seem to be particularly aware of what Ren was doing, beyond all the movement, but could tell she was feeling happy and secure, which was enough for Phoebe to feel content curling up and napping. Rens could take care of themselves most of the time.
Ren had, against all odds, been in a clothing store before. People actually bought her clothes with some regularity... ie more than once. Anything the same happening more than once was regularity to her.
She'd never just had free run of even a small shop, though. Actually, she'd never had free run. People had been more tolerant of her when she was with Clarke, but "free" wasn't even in his dictionary. Not when it came to her, anyway.
She scampered around, managing to find the biggest backpack in the store. It looked like it had been designed for a man. A big man. It had a lot of pockets, and a thing on the side where she could put a water bottle, for if she ever got water bottles. There were a lot of zippers and a lot of clips and straps. She could make this work.
For now, however, she simply unzipped the biggest section and then went to town--reasonably--in the shop. She didn't want to overdo it and get in trouble.
It took her a while to figure out how sizing worked. She looked, confused, at several pairs of identical black leggings, holding several up against her waist in an attempt to discover which would fit best. Someone else had always picked out her clothing for her before, every time this had happened.
Each article of clothing that she did select was folded and then rolled up very carefully and very tight before being crammed in the bottom of the backpack. She had a lot of experience with making things fit. Leggings, what she thought were leggings but were helpfully labeled "yoga pants," shorts, and even a few pairs of pants, then a few different shirts, tank tops, a cardigan... She was a bit confused to find that the underwear didn't come in bulk plastic bags the way she was used to, and self-consciously picked out some of the plainest looking ones. And some sports bras. Socks. Like, a lot of socks. She knew the value of socks.
Even after all that, the backpack wasn't even halfway full. She was pleased with her packing skills. It allowed her to pick two pairs of shoes, one the toughest looking sneakers she could find that fit her feet, the other a pair of heavy boots. They could have been heavier. She wouldn't have said no to steel toes.
Somewhat out of sight of Ruka's watchful eyes, she offered Phoebe the chance to find a home in the backpack, but she seemed fine in Ren's hoodie pocket. So Ren zipped up the backpack and swung it onto her back. It was still very light. She'd fix that, over time. If she could keep it from being stolen, a backpack like this could probably last her the rest of her life.
Although she had a short estimation for that, as always.
She wandered over towards Ruka and the door, not sure how to best indicate she had raided to her heart's content, or close to it. Now she was wondering if they would have a similar regard to food. Infinite pancakes was resting heavily at the front of her mind.
Ren had, against all odds, been in a clothing store before. People actually bought her clothes with some regularity... ie more than once. Anything the same happening more than once was regularity to her.
She'd never just had free run of even a small shop, though. Actually, she'd never had free run. People had been more tolerant of her when she was with Clarke, but "free" wasn't even in his dictionary. Not when it came to her, anyway.
She scampered around, managing to find the biggest backpack in the store. It looked like it had been designed for a man. A big man. It had a lot of pockets, and a thing on the side where she could put a water bottle, for if she ever got water bottles. There were a lot of zippers and a lot of clips and straps. She could make this work.
For now, however, she simply unzipped the biggest section and then went to town--reasonably--in the shop. She didn't want to overdo it and get in trouble.
It took her a while to figure out how sizing worked. She looked, confused, at several pairs of identical black leggings, holding several up against her waist in an attempt to discover which would fit best. Someone else had always picked out her clothing for her before, every time this had happened.
Each article of clothing that she did select was folded and then rolled up very carefully and very tight before being crammed in the bottom of the backpack. She had a lot of experience with making things fit. Leggings, what she thought were leggings but were helpfully labeled "yoga pants," shorts, and even a few pairs of pants, then a few different shirts, tank tops, a cardigan... She was a bit confused to find that the underwear didn't come in bulk plastic bags the way she was used to, and self-consciously picked out some of the plainest looking ones. And some sports bras. Socks. Like, a lot of socks. She knew the value of socks.
Even after all that, the backpack wasn't even halfway full. She was pleased with her packing skills. It allowed her to pick two pairs of shoes, one the toughest looking sneakers she could find that fit her feet, the other a pair of heavy boots. They could have been heavier. She wouldn't have said no to steel toes.
Somewhat out of sight of Ruka's watchful eyes, she offered Phoebe the chance to find a home in the backpack, but she seemed fine in Ren's hoodie pocket. So Ren zipped up the backpack and swung it onto her back. It was still very light. She'd fix that, over time. If she could keep it from being stolen, a backpack like this could probably last her the rest of her life.
Although she had a short estimation for that, as always.
She wandered over towards Ruka and the door, not sure how to best indicate she had raided to her heart's content, or close to it. Now she was wondering if they would have a similar regard to food. Infinite pancakes was resting heavily at the front of her mind.
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