[The locals are friendly--too friendly for Paine's taste--and their explanations make little sense to her. She disengages from them as soon as she can, marching down the shoreline and observing the beachgoers from a healthy distance. So far she hasn't spotted anyone who looks like they're even from Spira--much less Yuna and Rikku. Nothing but static on her communication device, either.
She looks back out at the ocean. It's warm and pleasant but the salt breeze has a different scent--the air, not as humid as she's familiar with.]
...Looks like I got washed out way too far.
Here comes the hurt
[Luckily, Paine still has her sword. She had just been wondering, too, when she was going to see a fiend or two around here. The big jellyfish floating out of the woods looks like just the thing she needs right now. Some people like to yell at the sky to let out their frustrations. Paine prefers a more cutting approach.
She draws her sword and strikes her fighting stance, half facing the enemy, half looking behind her for anything sneaking up, and grins.]
It's your lucky day, punk.
Sphere hunter to tablet hunter
[The technology heaped on the table at the inn is different to what Paine's used to. She's used to curves and metal and paint, not flat black glass. Still, she doesn't see anything better to do around here for now.
She sits at the table peacefully working at a pair of smaller devices. They beep, and the one in her hands occcasionally lets off a buzz as she cleans the sand out of its many cracks--glancing at its larger cousin nearby, which flashes in time to the fluctuations in power.]
Hm... definitely connected. What secrets are you hiding?
Wildcard!
[Feel free to toss anything my way! HMU by PM or compassinks if you wanna run anything particular by me.]
Paine | Final Fantasy X-2
[The locals are friendly--too friendly for Paine's taste--and their explanations make little sense to her. She disengages from them as soon as she can, marching down the shoreline and observing the beachgoers from a healthy distance. So far she hasn't spotted anyone who looks like they're even from Spira--much less Yuna and Rikku. Nothing but static on her communication device, either.
She looks back out at the ocean. It's warm and pleasant but the salt breeze has a different scent--the air, not as humid as she's familiar with.]
...Looks like I got washed out way too far.
Here comes the hurt
[Luckily, Paine still has her sword. She had just been wondering, too, when she was going to see a fiend or two around here. The big jellyfish floating out of the woods looks like just the thing she needs right now. Some people like to yell at the sky to let out their frustrations. Paine prefers a more cutting approach.
She draws her sword and strikes her fighting stance, half facing the enemy, half looking behind her for anything sneaking up, and grins.]
It's your lucky day, punk.
Sphere hunter to tablet hunter
[The technology heaped on the table at the inn is different to what Paine's used to. She's used to curves and metal and paint, not flat black glass. Still, she doesn't see anything better to do around here for now.
She sits at the table peacefully working at a pair of smaller devices. They beep, and the one in her hands occcasionally lets off a buzz as she cleans the sand out of its many cracks--glancing at its larger cousin nearby, which flashes in time to the fluctuations in power.]
Hm... definitely connected. What secrets are you hiding?
Wildcard!
[Feel free to toss anything my way! HMU by PM or