Erin
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<title source="name"><default>Erin</default></title>
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A friend of Rain.
Personality
She was a bit of a cape geek able to recognize Glory Girl right away.<ref name="II2.7 e2">“Erin, you’ve seen Kenzie and Sveta before.”
“Hi again,” Erin said.
“And this is Victoria. We were talking about having her be our coach.”
“Hi,” Erin said, leaning toward Rain to get a better view of me, extending her hand in another wave. Rain looked momentarily like a deer in the headlights with Erin’s face close, with Erin doing a very good job at not noticing or not looking like she’d noticed. “You look a lot like Glory Girl.”
“I am,” I said. “I was.”
“Huh,” Erin said. “That’s really cool. Maybe I’ll see you around?”
“It’s likely,” I said. - Excerpt from Flare 2.7</ref>
Relationships
Rain
Very bestest friends.
He sometimes worried that he wasn't looking after her well enough.<ref name = "P.4e4">>of5: Thank you, c.
Questionable_Mammal: I thought that one result looked good
Heart_Shaped_Pupil: pretty nasty customer
of5: It is. She is.
Heart_Shaped_Pupil: are you looking after your friend?
of5: not nearly enough - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4</ref>
Appearance
If there is any justice in the world she would be a super model.Others understand the relationship to be a family relationship.<ref name="II2.7 e1">Erin, Rain’s friendship he wasn’t intending to mess with, was not the kind of person I imagined driving a van like that, or spending time with someone of Rain’s somewhat grungy, not-inclined-to-smile presentation. There were women where someone’s first thought might be ‘they could be a model’ and there were women where the first thought was ‘they have to be a model, it’s not fair if they aren’t’. She was the latter. Short black hair with a long swoop at the front, dangly jewelry, more piercings in one ear, and one of the memorial shirts, much like how the dress I was wearing served as a way for me to represent and remember Brockton Bay. She was from New York, it seemed, or she wanted to represent it. - Excerpt from Flare 2.7</ref>
History
Background
Was living in the Midwest I think.
Helped Rain with researching Multi-trigger events.<ref name="P.4e1">Heart_Shaped_Pupil: R!
of5: Hi K. Missed you earlier. Am at library with friend. Researching.
Heart_Shaped_Pupil: this is friend you’ve talked about ?
of5: She is the friend. She is helping with technical side, searches.
Heart_Shaped_Pupil: Hi friend! Thank you for being good to our R!
of5: She at another computer now. I got her bored. I wouldn’t join this chat if she was watching.
Heart_Shaped_Pupil: aw
of5: We stumped atm. Everythink links to outside articles. Dead ends. Most stuff I already know.
of5: and I know v. little - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4</ref>
Gold Morning
Survived
Post Gold Morning
Allegedly met Rain while running away from a riot.<ref name="II3.5">Rain walked for ten minutes to get where he was going. Erin had parked under a modest little bridge in a town with one gas station.
I didn’t feel good, watching them interact. I felt guilty for spying, even though his actions proved he was being dishonest. I watched Rain make conversation with his friend. Minutes, where he did most of the talking, pacing some, while Erin leaned against the side of the vehicle.
He must have asked something, because Erin shifted position, reaching through the window. A second later, she drew her hand out. She had a handgun.
It didn’t mean anything. This was justifiable, given his situation. Lying about where he lived and where he was going was justifiable. Even his friend carrying a gun made sense, when he was being hunted. - Excerpt from Glare 3.5</ref>
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