Proving a Point [Setsy Vs. Harushin]
Dec 30, 2012 2:43:43 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2012 2:43:43 GMT -7
The environment was basic, barren. Dirt and small, half-dead bushes every so often for as far as the eye could see but for the occasional mid-sized stone. The sun shone brutlly directly overhead, baking the area to temperatures that might become lethal to a normal human if unprepared. Although, it wasn't nearly as bad as the deserts of Wind had been.
There were no buildings, no walls, or other structures to interrupt the endless flow of the landscape. This was easily the single most boring place in the world.
It was here that the Messiah landed after a particularly far-reaching Bulk Jump, her diminutive frame soaring through the air to impact against the earth with a rumbling crash. The blonde rolled a bit, the landing was poor and caused mild discomfort. It would take practice to fully remaster the capabilities of her divine body.
Which bore no combat or support equipment to speak of, and a shredded pink dress that left little to the imaginition such better days it had seen. Aiming these jumps was just as problematic as landing. She'd lost everything but a degree of her modesty to a variety of forests and rivers many miles west. No money either. Then she would simply have to kill someone for theirs. Obviously not here, as the odds of any passers-by were exceptionally slim, but still the point remained.
Superior to the average being as she was, Schala was unbothered by the heat, but quite tired from jumping hither and yon. Perhaps a rest was in order? She chose a relatively flat rock close to the same size as her head and laid her neck upon it, dozing.
Yep. I actually don't own any useful items for fighting right now, so I figured I'd explain that away. >.>
There were no buildings, no walls, or other structures to interrupt the endless flow of the landscape. This was easily the single most boring place in the world.
It was here that the Messiah landed after a particularly far-reaching Bulk Jump, her diminutive frame soaring through the air to impact against the earth with a rumbling crash. The blonde rolled a bit, the landing was poor and caused mild discomfort. It would take practice to fully remaster the capabilities of her divine body.
Which bore no combat or support equipment to speak of, and a shredded pink dress that left little to the imaginition such better days it had seen. Aiming these jumps was just as problematic as landing. She'd lost everything but a degree of her modesty to a variety of forests and rivers many miles west. No money either. Then she would simply have to kill someone for theirs. Obviously not here, as the odds of any passers-by were exceptionally slim, but still the point remained.
Superior to the average being as she was, Schala was unbothered by the heat, but quite tired from jumping hither and yon. Perhaps a rest was in order? She chose a relatively flat rock close to the same size as her head and laid her neck upon it, dozing.
Yep. I actually don't own any useful items for fighting right now, so I figured I'd explain that away. >.>