The Beach, Tuesday Morning

[on_her_korhal]

To say she was still a little shellshocked from her own experience over the weekend would be a severe understatement. Kerrigan sat quiet on the sand, green skin making for an ugly contrast between the sand and her skin.

Oddly enough, it would've been more comforting if she'd been able to shiver about it-- but her new body, as it generally did, kept even stiller than her old one would have.

So she rested her chin on her knees, and tried not to think anything at all.

[ open like a beach, yes ]