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It was convention day in Halifax, NC. It was a nice place where one could go and enjoy the company of fellow fans, and indulge in various activities. As for this young lady, the poor dear never set foot in a convention environment. In fact, today would be her first. The car ride being as boring as watching paint dry, allowed the dark haired woman's mind to wander. This particular convention was based on the love of Japanese animation, its adaptation from comics and the abundance of information of its culture to soak in. Motoko herself is part Japanese, carrying on her father's last name and stating the obvious of where she lives with the first. Yet only her father and everyone else called her Motoko, while her mother stuck with Gloria. So she was indeed accustom to responding to both names. In spite of being part Japanese, this did not maker her any more knowledgeable about her own heritage than those that would be around her, whom enjoyed the mighty-fighting robots the country was known for.

Finally arriving to a festival of homemade costumes and paper mache weapons. If it weren't for some of the characters that looked pale and unforgivably dark then Motoko would stick out like a sore thumb. Climbing out the car, she stood exactly five feet and two inches. Compare her to a model and you would most likely be correct and conclude that she is plus size with perfect curves. In her mind, she is just a little over weight and find it a sin to eat two candy bars in one setting. At this very moment the lady wore a costume. Gloria's young and dramatically painted face turned to her driver. Her best friend and romantic companion, Travis Vanderbilt, looked back at her with equally dramatic coloring to his face. No doubt ready for what awaited them inside.