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[fists_of_chiaku]

Silence greets as our favorite wandering martial artist when she realizes there was NO ONE around to help her figure out where the hell she was. Emily frowns and gets out of the pool, grumbling something about punching people in the face before she starts squeezing the water out of her clothes

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[snoweing]

Snowe was near the area where Emily had gotten out of the small pool, once she was ringing her clothing, that's when he noticed she was in distress. Being that he was a mostly social individual, he approached her from the front with one of his gentlemanly concerned look on his face,"...Miss, miss? Are you alright? Do you need a hand?"

[fists_of_chiaku]

Emily turns, and lets out a sigh of relief. FINALLY, someone was actually around. She continues squeezing the water out of her shirt and takes off her shoes to dump out the water in them before she answers him.

"I'm fine now, thanks..." She pauses to look at the strange man before she carefully puts back on her shoes. In her mind, a martial artist must be aware of everything around her. Even a kind stranger could attack her at any moment when her back is turned.

"..........Do you know where I am?"

[snoweing]

Ironically, this young man was the one who would never do something outwardly violent. He looked very "soft", his features were delicate, his hair was light and so was his eyes, even his smile was gentle. Some could misconstrue these things as weakness but he was no longer weak.

"I'm glad you are alright, oh, um...." He placed his finger on his temple.

"High East?"

[fists_of_chiaku]

Emily stared at him for a while. Higheast? Wasn't that the place where those Harmonians came from? She squeezed more water out of her clothes and mumbled to herself.

"Viki must've sneezed and sent me here?" She doesn't realize she says it loud though.