[ Lena sits straight up in a bed that is way nicer than what she's used to, breathing heavily. The first thing that registers outside panic is the sun on her face. The window outside shows the ruined amphitheater she lives beneath, and the sun is low in the sky, but it's very much not blocked.
And she's alone. She pats down her face and body and stares into the bathroom mirror, looking for something which she simply doesn't find.
She ventures out, gazing askance at everything she can observe, and looking extremely skeptical about all of it. This cool front lasts exactly as long as it takes for someone else to exit their room. ]
... Scrooge? Webby? Yeah, there's no way you're here. [ ... ] AuWHOA--!
[ No matter who they are, there's almost no doubt that your character is a.) like minimum two feet taller than Lena and b.) a species she has never seen before in her life. Her eyes go wide, then narrow, as she tries to read what emotion their featherless faces are giving off. ]
Okay, so I'm guessing you just woke up.
[ And they just keep on coming out of their rooms, each more imposing and more annoyed than the last. Is anyone normal around here?
Certainly the Queen isn't. Eventually, Lena stands in front of her message with her arms crossed, looking up and reading with a thousand yard stare. ]
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[ Lena sits straight up in a bed that is way nicer than what she's used to, breathing heavily. The first thing that registers outside panic is the sun on her face. The window outside shows the ruined amphitheater she lives beneath, and the sun is low in the sky, but it's very much not blocked.
And she's alone. She pats down her face and body and stares into the bathroom mirror, looking for something which she simply doesn't find.
She ventures out, gazing askance at everything she can observe, and looking extremely skeptical about all of it. This cool front lasts exactly as long as it takes for someone else to exit their room. ]
... Scrooge? Webby? Yeah, there's no way you're here. [ ... ] AuWHOA--!
[ No matter who they are, there's almost no doubt that your character is a.) like minimum two feet taller than Lena and b.) a species she has never seen before in her life. Her eyes go wide, then narrow, as she tries to read what emotion their featherless faces are giving off. ]
Okay, so I'm guessing you just woke up.
[ And they just keep on coming out of their rooms, each more imposing and more annoyed than the last. Is anyone normal around here?
Certainly the Queen isn't. Eventually, Lena stands in front of her message with her arms crossed, looking up and reading with a thousand yard stare. ]
And she rhymes. Love that for us.