1st Breeze - Arrival

[spamstornado]

Characters: Fuujin and vatheon 
Location: All over the city, but mainly near the center and plaza
Time: Afternoon
Style: Any
Status: Open!

[Good afternoon, Vatheon. Watch out for flying projectiles!

...No, seriously, watch out. A certain blue weapon is aimed at you, whoever you are, and it's incoming! However, even if nothing is done, no one gets hurt. Fuujin

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[fortune_wheel]

[Luckily Naoto manages to dodge the projectile in time and, in less time than it took for her to think of it, has her revolver out, ready, and aimed at the weapon's owner. Her hand is steady and eyes narrowed.]

Vatheon. Lower your weapon, and I'll answer your questions.

[spamstornado]

[Fuujin just shifts into her usual battle stance, the wind whipping up slightly in preparation of magic.]

Negative. Situation unknown. Enemy? Balamb?

[fortune_wheel]

Put down the weapon, and I'll answer - [Alarm bells ring in her head. There's some sort of magic building up around her. Yamato-Takeru warns her of much, though Naoto's not calling him just yet.]

I'm not your enemy. There's no need to attack.

[spamstornado]

[There's a clearly disbelieving stare at this. But while she could beat the other down, it won't work to her advantage if they're actually telling the truth. Focusing on the GF inside of her, she listens to the wind and calms herself down. At least for the moment.]

...Weapons. Down.

[To demonstrate what she means, she loosens up and gets out of her battle stance, gesturing to the ground between them. She'll put down hers if she sees the other girl do the same.]

[fortune_wheel]

[Her Persona says the magic's gone while the stranger slips from an aggressive position to a straight-backed but neutral position. Naoto clicks the safety on her gun and re-holsters it, holding her hands up to show herself unarmed. Battle averted; good.]

I'm assuming you woke up here and was someplace very different before hand. Everyone here is the same as you; none of us chose to come here. It's a city called Vatheon with a will of its own.

Sorry for the backtagging!

[spamstornado]

Independent will?

[It sounds annoying, but... also a little interesting. But right now, the aggravation far outweighs the interest.]

No need to apologize!

[fortune_wheel]

I have come across no individual who has been able to explain who or what pulls the people into this place. [She's not happy admitting her ignorance, that much can be seen in her face and voice.]

We are all trapped here with no escape, until the city - or whoever controls it - decides it is time for us to leave.