PHASE III [Yukina had put up an admirably fight when it came to being sorted. Her hawk companion Gin-o had managed to avoid capture himself in the end but Yukina hadn't had the same sort of luck. She struggled against it's grasp, attempting to pour all the strength she had into wrenching herself loose. It may have worked, even if it meant another metal creature would pick up where it's companion left off, if the thing hadn't seemed to be eager to be rid of her. It was pretty speedy in pronouncing her as "GARBAGE" though and sending her on her way.
The landing was once again in a mound of trash. That barely mattered though because moments later the ground rumbled and began to move once more. The scent of trash was becoming mingled with something... hotter.
Yukina went wide-eyed with the realization. She acted quickly, reaching for whomever was closest with the voice of firm, heavy insistence.]
We can't be pulled in.
[Her conviction was as firm as her grip wherever it may have landed. For a woman of her size she was surprisingly strong, it seemed. Thankfully she only got so far with pulling whoever she had reached for along with her because the ground below suddenly comes to an abrupt halt, leading to her abrupt halt as well.
And then it started again.
And then it stopped again.
And in the end Yukina looked back toward the fire, confused. Was it going to drag them in or...? Her shoulders sag a moment, expression bewildered.]
I... was expecting something else.
PHASE IV Excuse me.
[Her voice is sheepish to say the least. Once someone does turn, she'll pull her left hand from under her cloak. Stuck to her palm like velcro is a brilliantly neon-colored squirt gun. Given how large it is, it's a deluxe sort of squirt gun at that.
Her cheeks color a little more.]
How does one... undo this?
[She's not quite sure what she means by 'this' other than, well, having something stuck fast to her. She hasn't a clue honestly what the object itself is. It clearly seems to be making her uncomfortable either way.]
Yukina Suzumori | Demons' Bond
[Yukina had put up an admirably fight when it came to being sorted. Her hawk companion Gin-o had managed to avoid capture himself in the end but Yukina hadn't had the same sort of luck. She struggled against it's grasp, attempting to pour all the strength she had into wrenching herself loose. It may have worked, even if it meant another metal creature would pick up where it's companion left off, if the thing hadn't seemed to be eager to be rid of her. It was pretty speedy in pronouncing her as "GARBAGE" though and sending her on her way.
The landing was once again in a mound of trash. That barely mattered though because moments later the ground rumbled and began to move once more. The scent of trash was becoming mingled with something... hotter.
Yukina went wide-eyed with the realization. She acted quickly, reaching for whomever was closest with the voice of firm, heavy insistence.]
We can't be pulled in.
[Her conviction was as firm as her grip wherever it may have landed. For a woman of her size she was surprisingly strong, it seemed. Thankfully she only got so far with pulling whoever she had reached for along with her because the ground below suddenly comes to an abrupt halt, leading to her abrupt halt as well.
And then it started again.
And then it stopped again.
And in the end Yukina looked back toward the fire, confused. Was it going to drag them in or...? Her shoulders sag a moment, expression bewildered.]
I... was expecting something else.
PHASE IV
Excuse me.
[Her voice is sheepish to say the least. Once someone does turn, she'll pull her left hand from under her cloak. Stuck to her palm like velcro is a brilliantly neon-colored squirt gun. Given how large it is, it's a deluxe sort of squirt gun at that.
Her cheeks color a little more.]
How does one... undo this?
[She's not quite sure what she means by 'this' other than, well, having something stuck fast to her. She hasn't a clue honestly what the object itself is. It clearly seems to be making her uncomfortable either way.]
WILDCARD
[Hit me up with anything I've missed.]