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[The perception of living, dying, dreaming and sleeping - all of these things have no meaning inside of Vanessa's mind right now. As the Dreamberry clicks on for the first time, there's only the sight of a young woman lying on her side, her hands clasped around her neck and rubbing roughly, as though she's shocked at the feeling of the skin there. Her breathing is finally dying down into less frantic levels, and from the state of her short hair draped across her eyes and the dirt on her face, it's obvious that she's taken a tumble.
The device goes unnoticed as she sits up and looks around, her hands still at her neck even if they've stopped rubbing. The skin beneath her high collar is tinged dark red under her fingers. After a moment she drops her hands to her sides and claws her fingers into the dirt. Something has happened - something that makes absolutely no damned sense, and that is not sitting well with the young noblewoman. Only a moment before she was running up that staircase looking for Elliot and then--
One hand moves up to her neck again, fingertips resting on her pulse.]
Hello? [She clears her throat, trying to strengthen her voice.] I can hear you all out there! Explain yourselves! Elliot where are you?! Hans?!
[Of course, she's yelling to the people wandering inside of the city square that she can hear but can't see as she's currently hunched behind a vendor's booth, still attempting to will her legs to move. The Dreamberry remains unnoticed.]
The device goes unnoticed as she sits up and looks around, her hands still at her neck even if they've stopped rubbing. The skin beneath her high collar is tinged dark red under her fingers. After a moment she drops her hands to her sides and claws her fingers into the dirt. Something has happened - something that makes absolutely no damned sense, and that is not sitting well with the young noblewoman. Only a moment before she was running up that staircase looking for Elliot and then--
One hand moves up to her neck again, fingertips resting on her pulse.]
Hello? [She clears her throat, trying to strengthen her voice.] I can hear you all out there! Explain yourselves! Elliot where are you?! Hans?!
[Of course, she's yelling to the people wandering inside of the city square that she can hear but can't see as she's currently hunched behind a vendor's booth, still attempting to will her legs to move. The Dreamberry remains unnoticed.]