I'm headed straight for the castle

[our_promise]

WHO: Natalia
WHERE: The Bunker, then the Southern Village
WHEN: Sept 22
OPEN TO: Asch, then All
WARNINGS: TBD

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The bunker

for Asch

She had escaped Eldrant with the others, she knew. That had been hours ago. So why did she suddenly feel as though she'd been dumped into the ocean under a pile of debris? Natalia forced her eyes open as the liquid began to drain from her containment tube. It didn't sting like sea water, and the vague shapes she could make out nearby didn't make any sense. Finally she felt the water level just past the top of her head. Squeezing her eyes shut again and tilting her head she pushed up with her whole body, gasping for a breath of air.

It wasn't until the water was at her ankles that, back against the glass, she began to wonder about her surroundings again. She was in some kind of cage, and from what little she could see that was inside of another kind of cage. A research facility, maybe? She stood up straight, ran fingers through her hair, wrung out and straightened her odd new clothes as best she could, then stood with her chin raised. Her voice didn't waver.

"Hello? Is there anyone there? Release me at once."

SOUTHERN VILLAGE

OTA

Natalia wandered through the more densely populated southern village, looking for any signs of intelligent life. It didn't matter to her if that life was large, small, oddly shaped or objectively terrifying. She intended to speak to any and everyone who had arrived here the same way that she did.

Of course Asch had explained things to her, even showed her around town a little bit. But she wanted to hear more from the people who lived here. She had questions Asch couldn't answer, questions she wanted multiple responses to. And beyond that, this village was unfamiliar. Everything was unfamiliar, and she wanted to get a handle on it herself. Second-hand explanations could only do so much.

Having changed into the spare set of clothes from her pack Natalia's navy blue scrubs were dry and fresh, but her damp hair might give her away as a newcomer. She carried herself straight and proper as a princess should, hands still at her sides. It was how she had been trained to walk for public appearances, and it had become a daily habit.

"Excuse me," she began, approaching the first person she came upon. "Might I have a moment of your time?"

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[cinere]

Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear

The name appeared on his device as the warning for a new arrival flashed as it did for many. Asch had actually been making his way out of the bunker after going down to explore expecting no one would really give a damn if he was there. He had only found this form of fomicry was strange. When her name appeared he turned quickly and started back down fast to find where the release tubes would be.

About the time she spoke he made his way into the room, wearing his black scrubs, his red hair looked more wild than it usually ever looked. He hadn't had the time or tools to care for it, and he hasn't cut it in ages so he refused that. Looking up at her a moment with his green eyes. He moved over to release her.

"Natalia..." Was all he could say a little shocked, did the damn dreck let her die? He'll beat his clones ass.

[fooloftheking]

Some people carry themselves as royalty. Others carry themselves as if they think they own a place, even when it's not even close to accurate. All ankle length fur, and scrounged shirt with his red scrub pants, Bobo isn't even trying to fit in or look like the others he's seen moving around. Not that he cares how they dress, just so long as he can get what he needs around this place.

Which is what brought him down to the South village for a bit, looking to try and find a table to scavenge to replace the one he's shattered because of one annoying heir.

Caught up in his own thoughts, blinking as he realizes he's been addressed. Giving her a long, slow, curious look before shrugging. "Sure. All we got here is time. What can I do you for?"