Well, that had definitely been a way to make an entrance! After all the rigmarole of crashing into the water and finding her way here, Two looks around her inn room and she's smiling the whole time. There's definitely some things here that she isn't familiar with, but already her mind is buzzing with ways she can use them to improve her cooking. Her sword is propped up on the wall near her bed, point barely avoiding digging into the floor, and the loose ball of lights that she recognizes as a faerie from the Land of Forests is flitting around curiously, though much more quietly than she'd heard those faeries can be. Two straightens her back after looking into the mini-fridge and turns around to face her roommate. "Have you ever seen anything like this before?" she asks with a smile on her face. "How do they keep getting the ice in there to keep it cool?"
Of course, if her roommate's not around, then she's almost definitely at the training grounds, looking disappointed but feeling a little relieved inside when she goes to punch one of the targets and nothing happens to it. It's almost like... well, okay, no, she'll figure that one out later. On her way back from close-quarters combat with a target that was definitely not designed or intended for close-quarters combat, she's rubbing her fist and looking around for anyone else who might have seen her attempt. "So, um," she starts with a tinge of embarrassment in her voice, "Is there anything you're hoping you end up really good at?"
b. she could put a lion on a leash [cage fight]
Winner gets dinner. It's not really unfamiliar to her. It honestly... it feels like something one of the Lords would have put on before they were all deposed, but there's still more than enough magically sealed chambers in the middle of the Land of Sands for Two to know the concept. Fortunately, it doesn't feel like she's going to be much of a threat—after all, if she doesn't have that anymore then nobody's at risk of dying. Still, she stands up straight, cracks her neck, and assumes the kind of fighting stance that she's seen Four use when preparing for a fist fight.
"Don't worry." She sounds cheerful as she speaks loudly to her opponent, loud enough to be heard over the din of the crowd. "Even if you lose, I know how to make dinner from basically anything. You'll still get food tonight." Two, this is a cage match. Has anyone told her this is a cage match? Stop being friends with the people you're fighting in a cage match.
c. and in just four minutes they knew each other for life [wildcard]
((for the canon-familiar asking what branch she's from: uhhhhh all of them at once? listen it's yoko taro you know how it goes. if you wanna hit me up about anything in here or propose anything else, i'm at roseward!!))
Two | Drakengard 3
Well, that had definitely been a way to make an entrance! After all the rigmarole of crashing into the water and finding her way here, Two looks around her inn room and she's smiling the whole time. There's definitely some things here that she isn't familiar with, but already her mind is buzzing with ways she can use them to improve her cooking. Her sword is propped up on the wall near her bed, point barely avoiding digging into the floor, and the loose ball of lights that she recognizes as a faerie from the Land of Forests is flitting around curiously, though much more quietly than she'd heard those faeries can be. Two straightens her back after looking into the mini-fridge and turns around to face her roommate. "Have you ever seen anything like this before?" she asks with a smile on her face. "How do they keep getting the ice in there to keep it cool?"
Of course, if her roommate's not around, then she's almost definitely at the training grounds, looking disappointed but feeling a little relieved inside when she goes to punch one of the targets and nothing happens to it. It's almost like... well, okay, no, she'll figure that one out later. On her way back from close-quarters combat with a target that was definitely not designed or intended for close-quarters combat, she's rubbing her fist and looking around for anyone else who might have seen her attempt. "So, um," she starts with a tinge of embarrassment in her voice, "Is there anything you're hoping you end up really good at?"
b. she could put a lion on a leash [cage fight]
Winner gets dinner. It's not really unfamiliar to her. It honestly... it feels like something one of the Lords would have put on before they were all deposed, but there's still more than enough magically sealed chambers in the middle of the Land of Sands for Two to know the concept. Fortunately, it doesn't feel like she's going to be much of a threat—after all, if she doesn't have that anymore then nobody's at risk of dying. Still, she stands up straight, cracks her neck, and assumes the kind of fighting stance that she's seen Four use when preparing for a fist fight.
"Don't worry." She sounds cheerful as she speaks loudly to her opponent, loud enough to be heard over the din of the crowd. "Even if you lose, I know how to make dinner from basically anything. You'll still get food tonight." Two, this is a cage match. Has anyone told her this is a cage match? Stop being friends with the people you're fighting in a cage match.
c. and in just four minutes they knew each other for life [wildcard]
((for the canon-familiar asking what branch she's from: uhhhhh all of them at once? listen it's yoko taro you know how it goes. if you wanna hit me up about anything in here or propose anything else, i'm at