[Action | Shelter] /gettin' all my peeps some Ribbons CR
[Felicia is up and about, finally, now that her restraint's been removed, getting a chance to really explore this strange underground complex she's been lodged in. She's poking around the entrance hall of one of the topmost levels, coincidentally near the neat rows of mailboxes, when RIbbons walks in.]
[she gives the stranger a friendly smile, a bit amused by his green hair, and draws her communicator from a pocket of her white robes and clips it over the sleek device she has in place of a normal ear.]
Good afternoon.
[after a closer look at his outfit, and that fabulous hat he's got on, her smile brightens]