[There is a young woman sitting among the wrecked vehicles and the weeds, her cheeks rosy despite the dusting of frost on her voluminous skirt and the bits of muddy snow slowly melting on her boots. Felicia, unnerved by my the strange surroundings, wiped the tears from her eyes and clapped her hands against her face.]
You've gotta be brave, Felicia. [She muttered to herself, sucking in a deep breath.] You don't want Corrin to worry!
[As much as she worried about the multitudes that she couldn't control-- she could at least do that much. Felicia dusted herself off and marched towards the diner-- but the disembodied voice that spoke of Nirvana knocked her off her feet again]
Awawa-- what-- who is that???
[A knife that didn't seem to be there before appeared in her hands as Felicia prepared for battle.]
I-- I don't want trouble!
I just want to see my friends, okay? We got separated somewhere...
Start Up
What are these weird carriages, anyway?
[Felicia, knives out in both of her hands, circled one of the vehicles that was propped up on cinder blocks in the parking lot. By this time she had learned what a 'radio' was and had found a well worn jacket in pink plaid with a fuzzy fleece lining and flat soled boots-- but the change in her equipment didn't include much in the way of knowledge or understanding. ]
There's no horses... [She realized, suspicious.] So, how does it even move?
Rain, Shine, or Salvage
[She knew what she needed to handle enemies in the air-- but Felicia wasn't trained on a bow and arrow. Instead, she hunkered down in the nearest vehicle and was throwing whatever she could find at the aerial opponents-- empty (or full!) food cans, worn out shoes, sun yellowed books of maps and numbers... Anything but what was physically attached to the vehicle itself.
Blue eyes wide in fear, she reached for more ammunition-- and grasped air. She hunkered down with a yelp when the harpies slammed against the roof.]
Aaaahhh!!! I don't even like Prince Takumi, but I wish he was here!
Wildcard
[ooc: don't see a prompt you like ? Make one up! Hmu at woodrift for plotting.]
Felicia | Fire Emblem Fates (Birthright Route) | new character
[There is a young woman sitting among the wrecked vehicles and the weeds, her cheeks rosy despite the dusting of frost on her voluminous skirt and the bits of muddy snow slowly melting on her boots. Felicia, unnerved by my the strange surroundings, wiped the tears from her eyes and clapped her hands against her face.]
You've gotta be brave, Felicia. [She muttered to herself, sucking in a deep breath.] You don't want Corrin to worry!
[As much as she worried about the multitudes that she couldn't control-- she could at least do that much. Felicia dusted herself off and marched towards the diner-- but the disembodied voice that spoke of Nirvana knocked her off her feet again]
Awawa-- what-- who is that???
[A knife that didn't seem to be there before appeared in her hands as Felicia prepared for battle.]
I-- I don't want trouble!
I just want to see my friends, okay? We got separated somewhere...
Start Up
What are these weird carriages, anyway?
[Felicia, knives out in both of her hands, circled one of the vehicles that was propped up on cinder blocks in the parking lot. By this time she had learned what a 'radio' was and had found a well worn jacket in pink plaid with a fuzzy fleece lining and flat soled boots-- but the change in her equipment didn't include much in the way of knowledge or understanding. ]
There's no horses... [She realized, suspicious.] So, how does it even move?
Rain, Shine, or Salvage
[She knew what she needed to handle enemies in the air-- but Felicia wasn't trained on a bow and arrow. Instead, she hunkered down in the nearest vehicle and was throwing whatever she could find at the aerial opponents-- empty (or full!) food cans, worn out shoes, sun yellowed books of maps and numbers... Anything but what was physically attached to the vehicle itself.
Blue eyes wide in fear, she reached for more ammunition-- and grasped air. She hunkered down with a yelp when the harpies slammed against the roof.]
Aaaahhh!!! I don't even like Prince Takumi, but I wish he was here!
Wildcard
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