WHAT UP HUMMUS, DID Y'ALL MISS ME (HINT: PROBABLY NOT)
[ It's a sensation not unlike suddenly being turned right-side-out.
Asma awakens curled against the base of the fountain. For a moment it's there she remains; then she slowly sits up, curling her mending arm to her chest. She takes in the remains of the wrecked town, making no note of the way things seem to be fixing themselves as soon as she turns away.
Things seem different from when she woke up here last. But they seem to be the same.
Has she woken up in another world again?
Asma prefers not to answer that thorny question, instead getting clumsily to her feet and making her halting way across the square. ]
{ ooc: HELLO, MY LITTLE CHEESESPREADS! I AM GLAD TO SEE WE ARE IN BUSINESS AGAIN! \o/ }
Asma awakens curled against the base of the fountain. For a moment it's there she remains; then she slowly sits up, curling her mending arm to her chest. She takes in the remains of the wrecked town, making no note of the way things seem to be fixing themselves as soon as she turns away.
Things seem different from when she woke up here last. But they seem to be the same.
Has she woken up in another world again?
Asma prefers not to answer that thorny question, instead getting clumsily to her feet and making her halting way across the square. ]
{ ooc: HELLO, MY LITTLE CHEESESPREADS! I AM GLAD TO SEE WE ARE IN BUSINESS AGAIN! \o/ }