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mayfield_rpg2012-09-27 10:02 am
windows_hyliaedition) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-09-27 10:02 am
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Sixth Song - A Melody of Grit Determination
[Action - Park - Following medical treatment due to this post.]
Perhaps two days following a certain incident involving Barricade, Fi can be seen in the park, a number of bandages wrapped around her middle. The unfortunate side effects of her body and clothes being one and the same is the fact that said body, when damaged, is unfortunately going to be fairly easy to spot as such...
She appears to pay it no mind however, and instead nods to Scrapper at the side; the robot has apparently managed to carry with him a phonograph with records, and so long as he keeps it wound up it should be filling the area with some rather calming if not beautiful music- there's no real choice behind it other than 'it sounded nice', and for the next bit she's using the space in the park to practice dancing.
"Ngh..."
Unfortunately, while her flight means she can again glide and skip across the air, spinning without pause and moving in a way impossible to those without that power, her injuries appear to put quite the damper on that. "Gh..."
She's still trying though.
Perhaps two days following a certain incident involving Barricade, Fi can be seen in the park, a number of bandages wrapped around her middle. The unfortunate side effects of her body and clothes being one and the same is the fact that said body, when damaged, is unfortunately going to be fairly easy to spot as such...
She appears to pay it no mind however, and instead nods to Scrapper at the side; the robot has apparently managed to carry with him a phonograph with records, and so long as he keeps it wound up it should be filling the area with some rather calming if not beautiful music- there's no real choice behind it other than 'it sounded nice', and for the next bit she's using the space in the park to practice dancing.
"Ngh..."
Unfortunately, while her flight means she can again glide and skip across the air, spinning without pause and moving in a way impossible to those without that power, her injuries appear to put quite the damper on that. "Gh..."
She's still trying though.
*patpats*
"I'm Aurica," she speaks as she curtsies in her blue Mayfieldian dress, "it's nice to meet you, er.. 'Master Sword'?" but falters at the end, not knowing if that was what they wanted to be called.