And so begins the hunt for new life, new civilizations! [ATTN: Moloch]
Rena doesn't remember falling asleep. Just that she crashed on the sofa in her new little apartment with a million thoughts in her head, and what seemed like moments later daylight was glaring into her curtain-free windows. She sits up and pulls awkwardly at her shirt. She only has the one outfit. Better hit up Lepidoptera or something today before this stuff gets rank.
Such eerie silence. No one is about. After all those years spent living in Telandian's capital city, this bizarre mid-morning stillness rings in her ears.
It's so oppressively quiet that she can hear someone in an apartment upstairs.
Someone on the message board mentioned safety in numbers. She hasn't noticed any shadows yet, but the thought still makes her nervous. She could use a friend. Hopefully whoever's up there is nice.
Her stomach growls as she heads up the stairs.
Hopefully whoever's up there has breakfast!
She runs her fingers through her hair in a last-ditch effort to get presentable, and knocks.
Such eerie silence. No one is about. After all those years spent living in Telandian's capital city, this bizarre mid-morning stillness rings in her ears.
It's so oppressively quiet that she can hear someone in an apartment upstairs.
Someone on the message board mentioned safety in numbers. She hasn't noticed any shadows yet, but the thought still makes her nervous. She could use a friend. Hopefully whoever's up there is nice.
Her stomach growls as she heads up the stairs.
Hopefully whoever's up there has breakfast!
She runs her fingers through her hair in a last-ditch effort to get presentable, and knocks.