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Who: Kumatora, anyone who comes by
Where: Espoir
Style: Third
Status: OPEN! What better time to make friends than in the middle of a monsoon/earthquake/miniature armageddon?
Kumatora was ready to hurt some things, and hurt them very badly. One minute she was falling to a smushy death, and then she was suddenly... wherever the hell she was. Nowhere she recognized. She couldn't find Duster, Lucas or Boney, so that meant she was both lost and alone. And it was raining.
It was raining some kind of nasty black TAR WATER.
It was raining some kind of nasty black tar water and also there were EARTHQUAKES.
This was SO VERY NOT COOL. She was soaking wet and freezing cold and her shins were all muddy from ducking and covering when the earthquake hit and what the hell was even going on anymore? At least she'd managed to find her way to some kind of civilization. If Lucas and Duster were around, this was probably where they'd be, and the sooner she found them the sooner she could stop freezing her tits off. Naturally, a situation this dire called for common sense and planning.
Which meant, in Kumatora's case, wandering through the rain-soaked streets aimlessly and shouting at the top of her lungs.
"Duster?! Luuuucas? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? I swear, if I catch a cold from this...!"
Where: Espoir
Style: Third
Status: OPEN! What better time to make friends than in the middle of a monsoon/earthquake/miniature armageddon?
Kumatora was ready to hurt some things, and hurt them very badly. One minute she was falling to a smushy death, and then she was suddenly... wherever the hell she was. Nowhere she recognized. She couldn't find Duster, Lucas or Boney, so that meant she was both lost and alone. And it was raining.
It was raining some kind of nasty black TAR WATER.
It was raining some kind of nasty black tar water and also there were EARTHQUAKES.
This was SO VERY NOT COOL. She was soaking wet and freezing cold and her shins were all muddy from ducking and covering when the earthquake hit and what the hell was even going on anymore? At least she'd managed to find her way to some kind of civilization. If Lucas and Duster were around, this was probably where they'd be, and the sooner she found them the sooner she could stop freezing her tits off. Naturally, a situation this dire called for common sense and planning.
Which meant, in Kumatora's case, wandering through the rain-soaked streets aimlessly and shouting at the top of her lungs.
"Duster?! Luuuucas? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? I swear, if I catch a cold from this...!"