06-22-2016, 12:33 AM
The walk took longer than it should have, the short stubby legs of Remilia and thick sand did her in, but it also gave plenty time for what has happened to sink in entirely. As she strolled through the disaster zone, he had attempted to summon another parasol to replace the one that had been likely vaporized only to find her newly gained power had vanished along with her flight. Had the white silhouette guardian of this world stripped her of the power he granted? It seemed odd that he would do that to everyone here (even weakened, she could still easily see the others attempting the same and also failing from the other side of the beach), and instead it would be more likely that it had something to do with where they were.
The vampire had an odd sense of clam about her. Although all the primes had thankfully kept their heads screwed on in this emergency, she seemed unperturbed despite her near death and now stuck in a survivor's worse nightmare. She seemed annoyed than anything else, but it was because she was more prepared than a quick glance would give. She could defend herself with power of her spells (either the dangers of the island or from her fellow survivors if it came to that), and with some grasp into fate she could afford to be clam.
She still wished she had something to cover herself before the sun made her life miserable.
"Anyone find a parasol?" the scarlet devil asked once she finally reached few survivors who were still lollygagging, and between those who looked hopelessly around and those who looked unbelieving at that concern she seems unlucky. She shrugged, and grabbed a piece of aluminum next to her and held it above her head. It'll have to do.
"I'm going to look for something interesting. I'm taking one of you with me" That seemed like such an odd thing to say, since it was unlikely anyone would want to follow her when there were more pressing concerns, but someone found the hard way that she did not mean that by choice as she grabbed one unlucky soul and dragged them by the collar deeper into the untamed jungle that spread across the inside of the island like a thick fog.
If the world wasn't going to give Remilia what she wanted, she'll just have to take it.
The vampire had an odd sense of clam about her. Although all the primes had thankfully kept their heads screwed on in this emergency, she seemed unperturbed despite her near death and now stuck in a survivor's worse nightmare. She seemed annoyed than anything else, but it was because she was more prepared than a quick glance would give. She could defend herself with power of her spells (either the dangers of the island or from her fellow survivors if it came to that), and with some grasp into fate she could afford to be clam.
She still wished she had something to cover herself before the sun made her life miserable.
"Anyone find a parasol?" the scarlet devil asked once she finally reached few survivors who were still lollygagging, and between those who looked hopelessly around and those who looked unbelieving at that concern she seems unlucky. She shrugged, and grabbed a piece of aluminum next to her and held it above her head. It'll have to do.
"I'm going to look for something interesting. I'm taking one of you with me" That seemed like such an odd thing to say, since it was unlikely anyone would want to follow her when there were more pressing concerns, but someone found the hard way that she did not mean that by choice as she grabbed one unlucky soul and dragged them by the collar deeper into the untamed jungle that spread across the inside of the island like a thick fog.
If the world wasn't going to give Remilia what she wanted, she'll just have to take it.
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