[She doesn't remember falling asleep in the train. She doesn't remember leaving the train either. When she opened her eyes, disoriented with muddled thoughts, the sight of what seemed to be a horse looming overhead. It was surreal enough that it doesn't register at first, and it's only when the horse starts trying to bite her hair, pulling on it hard enough to hurt, that she finally reacts. A loud 'Ow!' escapes her as she tries to swat it away, movements sluggish at first as she tries to sit up, careful not to pull away too much in case the movement pulls at her hair.]
No, let go. Come on, my hair isn't--
[She freezes despite the insistent tugging when, in her attempts to gently ease it off her, she feels what seems to be the telltale shape of a horn on its forehead. She's tense, eyes widening with each second that passes, breath also caught in her throat.
She doesn't scream, but the loud THUD! that came from that direction was definitely out of place in the stables.]
second day; open - bug hunt part a (various locations)
[She's shaken, and a part of her is still upset at the turn of events, but what can she do? Right now, it didn't seem like a dream. Not a second day in a row. She had no choice but accept the reality of her situation. Although the room was much smaller than she expected, even smaller than her closet at this point, she was grateful to find one that way empty and without others. She needed the time alone to accept what was going on after all.
That, and well, she had bigger problems to worry about now. A day later, she's still unsteady in her thoughts, but the knowledge that there's danger lurking is enough of a distraction. The uniform they provided was, oddly, a perfect fit, and provided more cover than she'd like. However, witnesses the amount of damage the bugs were causing, exposed skin was pretty much a weakness. The clothes she had weren't much of protection up-close but well...
With a pellet gun, it's a little easier, especially when such small pellets are easier to make. She had to consider her distance, her position-- everything. Fighting up close was easier for her, but with a limited defense and lack of familiarity, going back to the basics helped. She didn't even know what the material of the cloth she was wearing was, so she didn't think she can replicate it if it were ruined.
Either way, if anyone sees a bug suddenly exploding out of nowhere, they might be able to credit it to the young girl just hiding around the corner, not too far away.]
Are you all right? That was dangerous.
[She still, after all, has responsibilities as a hero trainee.]
second day; open - bug hunt part b (viewing hall)
[She ends up in the viewing hall, where distortions were already showing effects. She's distracted though, because while at first she had been looking for the insect, the sudden 'ghosts' she's seeing is so foreign she actually takes a step back, eyes wide as she looks around. They flicker out of view, but then suddenly come back, only to disappear again.
It's fascinating, if not mind-boggling.]
What the...? [And in a moment, she might find you instead, expecting you to disappear as well. When you don't, she hesitates, then approaches.]
momo yaoyorozu; ota
[She doesn't remember falling asleep in the train. She doesn't remember leaving the train either. When she opened her eyes, disoriented with muddled thoughts, the sight of what seemed to be a horse looming overhead. It was surreal enough that it doesn't register at first, and it's only when the horse starts trying to bite her hair, pulling on it hard enough to hurt, that she finally reacts. A loud 'Ow!' escapes her as she tries to swat it away, movements sluggish at first as she tries to sit up, careful not to pull away too much in case the movement pulls at her hair.]
No, let go. Come on, my hair isn't--
[She freezes despite the insistent tugging when, in her attempts to gently ease it off her, she feels what seems to be the telltale shape of a horn on its forehead. She's tense, eyes widening with each second that passes, breath also caught in her throat.
She doesn't scream, but the loud THUD! that came from that direction was definitely out of place in the stables.]
second day; open - bug hunt part a (various locations)
[She's shaken, and a part of her is still upset at the turn of events, but what can she do? Right now, it didn't seem like a dream. Not a second day in a row. She had no choice but accept the reality of her situation. Although the room was much smaller than she expected, even smaller than her closet at this point, she was grateful to find one that way empty and without others. She needed the time alone to accept what was going on after all.
That, and well, she had bigger problems to worry about now. A day later, she's still unsteady in her thoughts, but the knowledge that there's danger lurking is enough of a distraction. The uniform they provided was, oddly, a perfect fit, and provided more cover than she'd like. However, witnesses the amount of damage the bugs were causing, exposed skin was pretty much a weakness. The clothes she had weren't much of protection up-close but well...
With a pellet gun, it's a little easier, especially when such small pellets are easier to make. She had to consider her distance, her position-- everything. Fighting up close was easier for her, but with a limited defense and lack of familiarity, going back to the basics helped. She didn't even know what the material of the cloth she was wearing was, so she didn't think she can replicate it if it were ruined.
Either way, if anyone sees a bug suddenly exploding out of nowhere, they might be able to credit it to the young girl just hiding around the corner, not too far away.]
Are you all right? That was dangerous.
[She still, after all, has responsibilities as a hero trainee.]
second day; open - bug hunt part b (viewing hall)
[She ends up in the viewing hall, where distortions were already showing effects. She's distracted though, because while at first she had been looking for the insect, the sudden 'ghosts' she's seeing is so foreign she actually takes a step back, eyes wide as she looks around. They flicker out of view, but then suddenly come back, only to disappear again.
It's fascinating, if not mind-boggling.]
What the...? [And in a moment, she might find you instead, expecting you to disappear as well. When you don't, she hesitates, then approaches.]
Excuse me... Do you have any idea what that was?