☁ 01
[Nura. That's her name. ...right? Right. Well, it's the only thing she knows right now, besides that, and the strange ring on her finger...with the L engraved on the top in gold. At least...real gold, right? Well, anyways, Nura is heading toward the teleporter, eager to start collecting anemoi whatever way. There's an unsettled feeling within her that strongly dislikes the idea of being without memory, which Nura finds quite odd since she can't remember exactly why it would unsettle her so badly.
Pausing at the teleporter, she sweeps her long white hair into her hands and then ties it into a ponytail with the one tie she'd been given by the people who had found her. She stretches the band too tight and it snaps.]
Crap.
[She looks around.]
Anybody got a hairband?
Pausing at the teleporter, she sweeps her long white hair into her hands and then ties it into a ponytail with the one tie she'd been given by the people who had found her. She stretches the band too tight and it snaps.]
Crap.
[She looks around.]
Anybody got a hairband?