Information Gathering Time [OPEN]
Who: Karen Minazuki (sapphirearrow) AND YOU. Open post is open.
What: It's time to learn more about spaceships the Pretty Cure way! The Pretty Cure way consists of sneaking around, being discovered, and proceeding to just ask straight out.
Where: The hangar
When: Sometime after this thread.
Warnings: Really incompetent spying
The doors shut behind Karen as she slipped into the hangar. She immediately dashed over to a spaceship, pressing herself against the surface and peering around an edge.
There were quite a few spaceships here, with various designs, or at least they looked like they should be spaceships. Mecha as well--those were almost more interesting than the spaceships. A few other types of vehicles were mixed in as well, even ones that wouldn't have been out of place back home. Analyzing such things wasn't what Karen was here to do, though--she was on a mission. A mission to match vehicles with owners, in hopes of securing a spaceship for the purposes of Azula's group. She watched carefully, concentrating on spotting anyone who came by, aware of everything that happened in front of her.
And completely unaware of anything that was going on behind her, or for that matter, of the fact that she would be clearly visible from the entrance. She might as well have taped a "STARTLE ME" sign to her back.
What: It's time to learn more about spaceships the Pretty Cure way! The Pretty Cure way consists of sneaking around, being discovered, and proceeding to just ask straight out.
Where: The hangar
When: Sometime after this thread.
Warnings: Really incompetent spying
The doors shut behind Karen as she slipped into the hangar. She immediately dashed over to a spaceship, pressing herself against the surface and peering around an edge.
There were quite a few spaceships here, with various designs, or at least they looked like they should be spaceships. Mecha as well--those were almost more interesting than the spaceships. A few other types of vehicles were mixed in as well, even ones that wouldn't have been out of place back home. Analyzing such things wasn't what Karen was here to do, though--she was on a mission. A mission to match vehicles with owners, in hopes of securing a spaceship for the purposes of Azula's group. She watched carefully, concentrating on spotting anyone who came by, aware of everything that happened in front of her.
And completely unaware of anything that was going on behind her, or for that matter, of the fact that she would be clearly visible from the entrance. She might as well have taped a "STARTLE ME" sign to her back.