[WHO] Lightning, and open to more!
[WHERE] Facility arc cells.
[WHEN] Day 22, morning.
[STYLE] Action.
[RATING] PG-13? For now, lmao
[STATUS] Open
[Lightning got up with an expected urgency that comes with waking up in a foreign environment, literally stripped of all familiarities. Glancing around the room with a cautious glare, she made her way to the handle-less door. A single, metallic thrum sounded as she slammed the side of her fist on the door, still eying it with much scrutiny.]
...Great.
[With her fist still resting on the surface of the door, she took notice of the bandage there and was suddenly reminded of her brand. With the garment she had on now, however, it would be a hassle to check it. Seeing as how she didn't want to drop her guard at all until she had more of the current situation figured out, Lightning made a note to check it later.]