[Action] Heaven or Hell, Duel One - Let's Rock!
[Perhaps not surprisingly, there is a New Feather who has found her way into town. She's pretty thoroughly soaked, still clad in nothing but the plain white dress, looking incredibly annoyed as well as lost. Her pink hair is sopping, bangs obscuring her missing eye, her matching pink wings dripping in the rain. Her right sleeve is soaked through and clinging to her body, blatantly empty. What a time to make an entrance.
Apparently too irritated to care about the rain, she's making her way through town as if she is not sopping wet and lost and barefoot. Her steps are sure and purposeful, if a little off-balance.
Somewhere in this town, she's sure she can find a replacement for her weapons. At least for her katana. And maybe some clothes. Where there's people, there's conveniences, right? Or there better damn well be, because at this rate, she might just choke the first person she sees with her bare hand.
...She could probably use some directions. At the very least. But for now, she's grumbling to herself in the rain. Because obviously, that will solve everything.]
Goddammit, what the hell is this place...
Apparently too irritated to care about the rain, she's making her way through town as if she is not sopping wet and lost and barefoot. Her steps are sure and purposeful, if a little off-balance.
Somewhere in this town, she's sure she can find a replacement for her weapons. At least for her katana. And maybe some clothes. Where there's people, there's conveniences, right? Or there better damn well be, because at this rate, she might just choke the first person she sees with her bare hand.
...She could probably use some directions. At the very least. But for now, she's grumbling to herself in the rain. Because obviously, that will solve everything.]
Goddammit, what the hell is this place...