7th Arrow [Action/Accidental Voice]
[Rebecca's back, Luceti, but she's been through quite a lot in just a few short days. She's going to try and make her way through the village to community housing five before breaking down completely--she's not a member of Black Fang or anything. Her mischievous spirit has been drained from her, and she just wants to curl up and cry. She has a number of small scratches on her arrms and legs, actually, and there are rips in her clothes. She doesn't remember what went on, but her entire body is sore. She's not nearly as bad off as Nino was, though; she can walk just fine, albeit slowly, and her trauma is mostly anxiety and fear induced. If she doesn't know you, don't expect a very warm welcome. For whatever reason, the Malnosso had taken her weapon as well, so her bow is still at her side. It's quite a big shock to the poor girl to go from fighting in a war to being the victim. Her breathing is heavy as her journal barely picks up what she's saying...her voice is weak, but at least she's trying to stay somewhat positive.]
...Hector would be so much better at this than I am...hah...Maybe he'd even enjoy it. Oooh, that lunkhead.
...Hector would be so much better at this than I am...hah...Maybe he'd even enjoy it. Oooh, that lunkhead.