The storm is coming, I don't mind. People are dying, I close my blinds.
Who: Ilena & Riful (Teresa and possibly other Claymoars later?)
What: Ilena is Having Issues and does something Very Stupid Indeed
Where: The depths of the jungle (~._.)~
When: Early evening, uhm... after her meeting with Liz.
This had gone on long enough. Ilena stood by the border of the jungle, the place that she had come to think of as a home, a home she shared with Teresa no less. That she should have a home and comrades and Teresa back after all that had come to pass, though. It was wrong. It went against the grain. It was not the punishment that should be measured out to one who had betrayed her allies with her inabilities so very thoroughly.
Ilena's hand strayed to the sword at her back for a moment before she closed her eyes, seeking out the terrifying yoki. Once she had her target, she would move with all haste. Riful of the West was a being that she was long overdue to meet. Frustration rose in her again and she moved through the jungle with increasing speed, almost recklessly, moving whereever she might need to try and trace the Abyssal One.
She'd keep moving, deeper and deeper into the jungle until she found her, or until Riful showed herself. Sparing her energy was of no concern.
What: Ilena is Having Issues and does something Very Stupid Indeed
Where: The depths of the jungle (~._.)~
When: Early evening, uhm... after her meeting with Liz.
This had gone on long enough. Ilena stood by the border of the jungle, the place that she had come to think of as a home, a home she shared with Teresa no less. That she should have a home and comrades and Teresa back after all that had come to pass, though. It was wrong. It went against the grain. It was not the punishment that should be measured out to one who had betrayed her allies with her inabilities so very thoroughly.
Ilena's hand strayed to the sword at her back for a moment before she closed her eyes, seeking out the terrifying yoki. Once she had her target, she would move with all haste. Riful of the West was a being that she was long overdue to meet. Frustration rose in her again and she moved through the jungle with increasing speed, almost recklessly, moving whereever she might need to try and trace the Abyssal One.
She'd keep moving, deeper and deeper into the jungle until she found her, or until Riful showed herself. Sparing her energy was of no concern.