The Barian "Labrys" (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tachyonparticle) wrote2015-10-08 08:01 pm
tachyonparticle) wrote2015-10-08 08:01 pm
[Event Post]
*Whatever, and whenever the case may be. Labrys is still on Earth.
She rather quickly left the site of the Momentum plant once everyone had returned, with nary a word nor a glance towards them.
A part of her says... she should leave this planet as soon as possible. She shouldn't be here, and the longer she is, the worse it'll be. But another part of her, perhaps, wants to just be able to look up at the night sky.
As a result, she can be found either in the park-- empty due to how late it is, or at the top of a building that's a few stories high, somewhere in a more deserted part of town. She somewhat sticks out like a sore thumb, thanks not only to her red hair, but also the armor she seems to be wearing.*
She rather quickly left the site of the Momentum plant once everyone had returned, with nary a word nor a glance towards them.
A part of her says... she should leave this planet as soon as possible. She shouldn't be here, and the longer she is, the worse it'll be. But another part of her, perhaps, wants to just be able to look up at the night sky.
As a result, she can be found either in the park-- empty due to how late it is, or at the top of a building that's a few stories high, somewhere in a more deserted part of town. She somewhat sticks out like a sore thumb, thanks not only to her red hair, but also the armor she seems to be wearing.*
no subject
If you are him... *she makes her axe vanish.* One of them is in a location on this world, called "France". One of us will be there, in time. Maybe there, your memory will be jogged. Maybe it won't be. If it's not, I'll curse my emotions then and there.
All I know is that if I tell you this... They'll be found. That is what the path before me is saying.
*she takes a step back. Sadame tenses up again at her movements, but instead, she jumps away, at an amazing speed.*
no subject
The Legendary Numbers? Durendal? Beagalltach and Moralltach? And this woman, who's very presence assaults his senses?
... This is going to be a long night. He can feel it.*