[This is probably bad. Probably. She's taken stock of herself - still has her armor and cloak, but no weapons. The ship isn't one she recognizes, and as it tilts Caelin braces herself. She doesn't leave the room she woke up in the entire time she's flying, doesn't go to greet anyone. Eventually, she feels it rock as it goes to dock, a sensation that makes her stomach roll but she'll deal with it.
God she hates space travel.
She's eager to get off the ship once it's docked and cleared to open the bay doors; Caelin steps out and takes in the scene. It's open, crowded, other ships docking close by. Not at all something she's familiar with outside of the Tower.
She stops someone walking by, helmet under one arm.]
What planet is this. And where are my weapons.
B. Parkour
[The whole place looks like what she has vague memories of from before everything and what she imagines the Tower was like in the Golden Age. Caelin stops at a couple of booths, remembering to take her helmet off so she doesn't scare anyone.
But eventually she does have to put it on; she wants a better vantage point to see the layout of everything and what's going on. Without a second thought, Caelin hops up, jumping sporadically up the sides of buildings to the rooftops. While she doesn't slip or fall, the sudden action causes some small commotions here and there even as she goes from rooftop to rooftop.]
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[This is probably bad. Probably. She's taken stock of herself - still has her armor and cloak, but no weapons. The ship isn't one she recognizes, and as it tilts Caelin braces herself. She doesn't leave the room she woke up in the entire time she's flying, doesn't go to greet anyone. Eventually, she feels it rock as it goes to dock, a sensation that makes her stomach roll but she'll deal with it.
God she hates space travel.
She's eager to get off the ship once it's docked and cleared to open the bay doors; Caelin steps out and takes in the scene. It's open, crowded, other ships docking close by. Not at all something she's familiar with outside of the Tower.
She stops someone walking by, helmet under one arm.]
What planet is this. And where are my weapons.
B. Parkour
[The whole place looks like what she has vague memories of from before everything and what she imagines the Tower was like in the Golden Age. Caelin stops at a couple of booths, remembering to take her helmet off so she doesn't scare anyone.
But eventually she does have to put it on; she wants a better vantage point to see the layout of everything and what's going on. Without a second thought, Caelin hops up, jumping sporadically up the sides of buildings to the rooftops. While she doesn't slip or fall, the sudden action causes some small commotions here and there even as she goes from rooftop to rooftop.]
It's not the Tower, that's for sure.
C. Wildcard
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