Shady Is Under Construction Atm

She looked out over the land between the forest and the lake. Hydro Heads of all types played and trained with one another. "Yet, I am someone who must protect them from it all."

"Probably help you out with whatever you'd need done around here, just to start small. I half-expected you to say no if I'm being honest."

She looked out over the land between the forest and the lake. Hydro Heads of all types played and trained with one another. "Yet, I am someone who must protect them from it all."

“It’s also a nice break from the sun.” The scarred woman bobbed her head. “Random question. Do you like potato soup?”

"I don't mind it from time to time," she tilted her head to the side, "Why?"

“KITTY!”She reached out her hands, gingerly taking the black kitten and holding the precious baby close. “Kitty, kitty!”

She graciously took a mug when the tray was set and looked toward the fire. With a soft blue glow of her hand, she cooled down the tea just enough to where it wouldn't scald the inside of her mouth as she took a sip. Now it was her turn to chirp, her visage brightening as the flavors hit her taste buds. Thankfully for her, the tea proved to be soothing in spite of developing circumstances over in her neck of the woods; anxious rapid-fire thoughts and concerns put on ice for now. The overtly jolly host also helped, and if the powers that be didn't put her on this planet, this dimension, she might've even put her guard down. Maybe.

She tilted her head to the side, looking out the door. “Looks like the storm is, at least, lessening.”

She nodded. Just so long as the viking in question wasn't one of those fanatical types, she figured she'd be just fine. She frowned at first then allowed her expression to relax. To each their own, she supposed. "Mother Nature tends to provide a good shower every now and again," she shrugged.

“KITTY!”She reached out her hands, gingerly taking the black kitten and holding the precious baby close. “Kitty, kitty!”

She looked over to Gardu as he spoke, giving a short bob of her head when he finished explaining. This was definitely something she would have to make when- wait, now? What timing. "So will I." She looked around the house from where she was standing, taking in the atmosphere. This was a welcome change from where she was moments ago, but moreover this reminded her of home, warm and inviting as it were, before it happened. "Lovely place you have here," she commented as she joined Harley near the fireplace, popping a squat a several inches away from her good side.

She tilted her head to the side, looking out the door. “Looks like the storm is, at least, lessening.”

She quirked a brow, "And who would this fellow be?" She followed the scarred woman's glance, "Is the weather here often like this?"

“When the storm’s finished, I can take you to the Farmer’s District. It has the most friendly humans in the area.” She offered, returning the grip. “You’d be able to get a good night’s rest there and probably some good food.”

"Being able to sleep without worrying about whether my head gets lopped off or not sounds lovely enough." She returned her hand, placing it in her robe pocket. "The humans... I'll be the judge of," she frowned, though not directed at her, "experience has taught me that hospitality is apparently spotty across different dimensions."

“KITTY!”She reached out her hands, gingerly taking the black kitten and holding the precious baby close. “Kitty, kitty!”

She had only heard of this "Santa Claus" in passing from different dimensions, heard endless tales of positively chaotic home invasions just to give children their presents on an extremely tight timeframe, the whole nine yards. She thought him to be another tall tale, but to see physical proof of the man existing? She could admit to being wrong. Now she was wondering how he could fit through so many chimneys- So someone else knew she was here prior to being seen, too. May as well have gave everyone a light show with that entry portal. Follow it up with a deafening tornado siren, even. Void lightly flailed around for a second as he was getting proudly held up in the air, but otherwise seemed indifferent to everything going on, then flailed again as he was being returned to his owner's warm, comforting hold. Lilith frowned as she watched the strange chicken make itself scarce. Stepping through the portal after Harley did, she snapped it close as quick as she entered. She looked over at the other and shook her head. "Nope. How is it?"

(Bam, outfit. Also I’m going to preface this by admitting that I haven’t sat down and actually started writing in years so forgive me if I’m dog water.) The mage knew it was part of her job description to see these dimensions out, but to be thrust in at the dead of night must’ve meant that this was very important. After getting on her feet from an awkward landing, no thanks to the wormhole that sent her here in the first place - she dusted herself off and scanned her surroundings. “Where in the blazes am I?” she quietly wondered to herself, hesitant on taking an aimless direction to walk toward. @unoraptormon​

Lilith’s face scrunched up out of concern. When the scarred woman offered her hand, well... that was the last thing she expected; she was still on the weary side. Regardless, she stood up, studying the woman in front of her for a second as she did so, and returned the gesture with a firm grip and a nod.

“KITTY!”She reached out her hands, gingerly taking the black kitten and holding the precious baby close. “Kitty, kitty!”

"Shall we proceed?"

(Bam, outfit. Also I’m going to preface this by admitting that I haven’t sat down and actually started writing in years so forgive me if I’m dog water.) The mage knew it was part of her job description to see these dimensions out, but to be thrust in at the dead of night must’ve meant that this was very important. After getting on her feet from an awkward landing, no thanks to the wormhole that sent her here in the first place - she dusted herself off and scanned her surroundings. “Where in the blazes am I?” she quietly wondered to herself, hesitant on taking an aimless direction to walk toward. @unoraptormon​

Tensions would surely boil over on her end now once someone on her end caught wind of what was said, an internal cold war between her and the org set to pop off. It was a price she was willing to pay, though. The last thing she needed was for anyone else to perish here on her behalf. With a nod, she looked to the other, “and I imagine you’ve got a more pleasant name than Scarface?”

“KITTY!”She reached out her hands, gingerly taking the black kitten and holding the precious baby close. “Kitty, kitty!”

Lilith watched on, finding the interaction adorable and all the more happy for the little fuzz bucket. When her name was called, her eyes shifted from the cat and to the other. “It can go wherever it’s needed. Where to?”

(Bam, outfit. Also I’m going to preface this by admitting that I haven’t sat down and actually started writing in years so forgive me if I’m dog water.) The mage knew it was part of her job description to see these dimensions out, but to be thrust in at the dead of night must’ve meant that this was very important. After getting on her feet from an awkward landing, no thanks to the wormhole that sent her here in the first place - she dusted herself off and scanned her surroundings. “Where in the blazes am I?” she quietly wondered to herself, hesitant on taking an aimless direction to walk toward. @unoraptormon​

She brought her head back down, eyes now focused on the scarred woman, her frown furrowing ever so slightly, “Hm.” In her mind, she momentarily considered bringing up the existence of the ones responsible for dumping her off here. Screw it. “I fear none of us have a choice in the matter.” She crossed her arms, “If I leave this rock now, a group - can’t say who - will likely dump another person here.”

“KITTY!”She reached out her hands, gingerly taking the black kitten and holding the precious baby close. “Kitty, kitty!”

The kitten stayed put, ‘lest, in his mind, something happened to him; only allowing enough movement for a paw to unintentionally touch the big scar on his owner’s face, letting it rest there as he seemingly prepared to scuttle off in the event things went down. “Haven’t been given a reason to even entertain the thought of doing so." Her brows furrowed in thought, a thought that was going to bug her for some time. Redael meant something, but that could be figured out later. Preferably when she was less sleep deprived. As Harley was talking, Lilith looked over to her. “Glad to hear that. I’ll be sure to run that by Vivian whenever I get the chance.” She scratched the back of her head, “We were both wondering when someone would take him, he was sitting in that shelter for quite a while. I would’ve, but I already have two fuzzballs to worry about."

(Bam, outfit. Also I’m going to preface this by admitting that I haven’t sat down and actually started writing in years so forgive me if I’m dog water.) The mage knew it was part of her job description to see these dimensions out, but to be thrust in at the dead of night must’ve meant that this was very important. After getting on her feet from an awkward landing, no thanks to the wormhole that sent her here in the first place - she dusted herself off and scanned her surroundings. “Where in the blazes am I?” she quietly wondered to herself, hesitant on taking an aimless direction to walk toward. @unoraptormon​

She merely nodded and blinked away the faintest of tears, not wanting to further contribute to her mental anguish by replying. She tilted her head upwards and looked to a random spot on the ceiling, as if she were physically trying to stay afloat in this silent battle. She frowned a bit, tilting her head ever so slightly, “There’s no fighting you on that worry of yours, is there?”

(Bam, outfit. Also I’m going to preface this by admitting that I haven’t sat down and actually started writing in years so forgive me if I’m dog water.) The mage knew it was part of her job description to see these dimensions out, but to be thrust in at the dead of night must’ve meant that this was very important. After getting on her feet from an awkward landing, no thanks to the wormhole that sent her here in the first place - she dusted herself off and scanned her surroundings. “Where in the blazes am I?” she quietly wondered to herself, hesitant on taking an aimless direction to walk toward. @unoraptormon​

The innocent question flared up another round of emotional pain in addition to now having constricting guilt manifest in her throat, threatening to break her down, but she managed to push it aside this time, just like she had with other emotions. “Two are no longer... alive, but the rest are.”  And that was as much of an answer she dared to give for now, nodding at the last statement and thanking her. The last thing she wanted to do was get all weepy-eyed. The tone didn’t go unnoticed and combined with the following gesture, she figured this was a rough subject. Maybe she was looking into it too much, but for both their sakes, she’d just drop it. “Believe me, I’m not trying to underestimate anyone. Just know that I’ll be fine.”