[ The last thing Penny recalls is falling. She was confused and in pain, hundreds of miles from Atlas, and she was falling.

And now she's here! How strange.

Penny creeps forward as well as a girl with faintly glowing green eyes and bright orange hair can creep. And just to further drive home how bad she is at the whole stealth thing, the first time she spots another person she immediately waves at them. ]

Pardon me! I'm afraid I am a bit lost!

[ Penny has quickly figured out that she isn't in Atlas anymore. She's not anywhere near Atlas anymore. She may not even be on Remnant anymore, as impossible as that seems.

Clearly, she needs to find her way back. But until then, she has to do what she can to help here.

It gets harder and harder to find shelter as the storm kicks up. Harder and harder to brace oneself. The wind is picking up to a fever pitch, ripping at hair and clothing and even pushing vehicles around. And then suddenly it's... not?

Or rather, it's not in an area maybe 30 feet across. The storm still rages on outside, but in that little dome there's not much more than a breeze. Penny stands in the middle of it, green fire gathered around her eyes. She lifts her voice, calling out to whoever happens to be near. ]

Please hurry to safety! I cannot hold the storm back for long!

[ Indeed, even as she speaks an abrupt gust whips through the clearing, kicking up dust and debris. Penny visibly steadies herself and the wind dies down again, but she doesn't say anything further. It's obviously taking a lot of focus to do... whatever it is she's doing. ]

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