Galactic measures: Rick Hunter x OC [RoboTech]

Shelter

The woman, panted, as she hid behind a building, her hood, above her head. She looked at her blinking gem worriedly, as she bit her lip. Rick slowly approached her,  earning a shout, as she stepped back, her back pressing up against the cold brick. "Listen, i'm trying to help you." he whispered. "I don't need your help." she huffed looking away. "Oh really hm?" he smirked leaning back, crossing his arms. "Seems to me like you need an awful lot of help." "No I don't i am perfectly fine on my own thank you!" she whispered back angrily. "Well, was going to give you a place to stay, and help you get those handcuffs off, but oh well, you don't need my help right?" he said walking away.  She groaned before whispering in a yelling tone, "Wait!" He looked back with a smile and motioned her to follow. She followed behind, not feeling great about the situation. He walked her into the restaurant.

"YOU WANT US TO  HIDE A FUGITIVE!!!" Minmay shouted. "Shh, keep your voice down, besides, she's not a fugitive." Rick said rubbing his tempal.  "I don't see why not, she seems like a nice young lady. " Minmay's aunt smies. "Though, you will have to share a room with Minmay or Rick." Minmay glared at the woman, with a sharp pout.  "Well, I guess Rick will need to make space." Minmay huffed in jealousy, but, not exactly sure why, she ran into her room slamming the door behind her. The woman rolled her eyes. "What a child."