A/N: ToV one-shot number 2948560068...not really, but it feels like that.

So, this time it's Rita PoV! I figured if I was going to write about Karol, I may as well write about Rita too. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Vesperia. Still.

She wasn't sure when she first realised how alone she was.

It was a pretty gradual thing. She'd never felt upset about having no parents considering she couldn't really remember them, so she'd never really felt lonely.

But then she started to realise that it wasn't just her occasionally being by herself. She was honestly alone. People avoided her, ignoring her and refusing to admit her existance.

Most people would have been upset. She, being herself, got angry.

They didn't bother to understand. Didn't question why she was alone, instead of at home. Why she hung around these weird places. No one cared.

So, naturally, she stopped caring about them. She got pretty anti-social, and spent the first ten years of her life wandering around.

But during this time, she came to realise something. People came and went, leaving her alone, but there was one thing which never left her; Blastia. It always remained with her, helping her with her problems, allowing her to forge a path in her life.

Even when people gave her dirty looks, or screamed when she attacked them, or made her an outcast, it was always the Blastia which helped her get back on track.

When she turned 10, she was able to become a researcher of Blastia. What better way to spend your life, than by researching the things you loved? And, for a while, she was happy. She thought maybe things could change. She was surrounded by people who worked with Blastia, after all. Surely they would understand her.

But they didn't. They saw her as strange, and weird, and abnormal. If they tried to talk to her and got on the topic of Blastia - which, being a research town, was pretty much all the time - then they would always freak out when she grew passionate.

She couldn't help it though. She loved them. They were the only stable things in her life, and to see them mistreated or not given the respect they deserved made anger boil in her.

Eventually, she just stopped trying to talk to the other researchers. They didn't understand. So she just remained in her little shack, studying and wondering and loving the thing she held most dear.

Then, one day, everything changed. Fate literally barged through her door, in the form of two boys, a girl and a dog accusing her of being a Blastia thief.

And, eventually, one thing led to another. She travelled with them, fought with them, lived with them, and eventually, she grew fond of them. They put up with her silly little quirks and her love of Blastia and accepted her for who she was, and she'd never felt so happy. In fact, if anything, the little pink haired princess was even weirder than her!

But there was just something so...refreshing about knowing that they would accept her no matter what. That they would stick together through thick and thin, even though Yuri was a murderer and Raven was an ass and Judith had broken some Blastia.

They all had their little quirks. But...Rita could easily say she'd never been happier.

A/N: So, how was that? No speech, and didn't turn out quite how I hoped...I may rewrite a few of these at some point.

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