[ooc: I know this canon is new! Will try to keep spoilers to a minimum and tag them if they come up.]
A. Arriving! Wetly!
[A bedraggled, silver-haired young woman with blue eyes rises out of the water. She has some unknightly muck on her shoulder -- when she fell down, she hit the bottom, and came up with it. Her fingers catch some of it... then flick it off with a motion.]
Yuuuuck! [Oh, that's a little loud.
Then she groans loudly.] Aah, what's the big idea? That wasn't what I'd call a refreshing dip! That-- [Then, there's a couple of slow blinks. She hesitates -- her eyes close, like she's checking something inwardly -- and then looks around her.]
...this... isn't home, is it.
B. Fleeing! Wetly!
[Camelot's not quite what Adelle thought it'd be. It's like home, but it's so different too. She isn't quite familiar with the types of technology here. But the convention, well, that's something she understands! Shopping, colorful costumes (and she understands them generally, if not specifically), and getting to look around.
She stands over a figurine, holding it in her hands. She grins down at it.] Ah ah, you're mine now! This could get addictive. And it's so good that I'm all dry--
[The flood comes. It breaks down a door, catches her, and washes her away, with a: WAAAAAAaaaa...aaaaaaaa.. ...aaaaaah! that echoes on.
And on.]
C. Slashing! Not wetly at all!
[After all that, maybe a walk in the forest would be nice.
Which is how Adelle has found herself in the forest, with a couple of vines holding her upside down. It's a gentle sort of upside down -- a little like a kid holding their toy (and the irony that Adelle held the figure she bought like this is, at the moment lost on her) -- but inconvenient all the same. She yelps at it.
And then slashes at the vines with a sword she picked up. The blade chops at the vine, but doesn't quite strike true. She... well, it's a little hard to aim like this...]
Adelle Ein | Bravely Default II
A. Arriving! Wetly!
[A bedraggled, silver-haired young woman with blue eyes rises out of the water. She has some unknightly muck on her shoulder -- when she fell down, she hit the bottom, and came up with it. Her fingers catch some of it... then flick it off with a motion.]
Yuuuuck! [Oh, that's a little loud.
Then she groans loudly.] Aah, what's the big idea? That wasn't what I'd call a refreshing dip! That-- [Then, there's a couple of slow blinks. She hesitates -- her eyes close, like she's checking something inwardly -- and then looks around her.]
...this... isn't home, is it.
B. Fleeing! Wetly!
[Camelot's not quite what Adelle thought it'd be. It's like home, but it's so different too. She isn't quite familiar with the types of technology here. But the convention, well, that's something she understands! Shopping, colorful costumes (and she understands them generally, if not specifically), and getting to look around.
She stands over a figurine, holding it in her hands. She grins down at it.] Ah ah, you're mine now! This could get addictive. And it's so good that I'm all dry--
[The flood comes. It breaks down a door, catches her, and washes her away, with a: WAAAAAAaaaa...aaaaaaaa.. ...aaaaaah! that echoes on.
And on.]
C. Slashing! Not wetly at all!
[After all that, maybe a walk in the forest would be nice.
Which is how Adelle has found herself in the forest, with a couple of vines holding her upside down. It's a gentle sort of upside down -- a little like a kid holding their toy (and the irony that Adelle held the figure she bought like this is, at the moment lost on her) -- but inconvenient all the same. She yelps at it.
And then slashes at the vines with a sword she picked up. The blade chops at the vine, but doesn't quite strike true. She... well, it's a little hard to aim like this...]