[Unsure how she really got there, the Nation tumbles out of the catacombs in the cemetery near the ruins of the church. A few feet away, her watch smacks in to the ground with a sideways view of nothing more than a bloodied up hand.
Staring up, body cut up with pale features as she gives a small laugh, still near the verge of passing out, in a daze at what exactly is happening around her.] Damn...I guess the fairy tales don't last..
[OOC: Coming to a slowatus since I finished a majority of my
fanime inventory I'm going to enjoy RPing before I have to leave for Fanime, damnit.]