Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190320154045/@comment-26892768-20190325130028

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(Also for the record I'm using Ms. Fortune again)

Meanwhile...

Elsewhere, a woman groans, covering her eyes as they slowly blink open so as to protect them from the sun. She reaches around with her other arm, trying to find something, but only finds...she takes a peek. Sand?

That might explain why she feels so uncomfortable.

She gets up, stretching a bit before trying to brush some sand off her. As she does, it shows off more of tanned skin, only broken up by pale, circular scars around her limbs and neck. Then, she reaches up and brushes sand off her short, white hair, before looking down and examining herself to make sure everything's still there. Yup - still wearing her typical blue and black ensemble, and everything is intact...so, that only begs the question:

''"Where the heck am I!?" ''Ms. Fortune yells, tail flicking in irritation.

...oh, did I forget to mention? Despite looking mostly human, she has a cat tail. And cat ears.

Yeah.

As Ms. Fortune sighs, looking around to try and get a gauge on where she is - looks like some kind of beach; she can see a forested area some ways behind her - her ears twitch, and she suddenly becomes much more alert. She heard some rustling nearby, and it sounds too big to be some kind of animal.

"...alright, come on out. I heard you, there's no reason to hide." Ms. Fortune says out loud. The only response she gets is silence, and then more rustling. She turns towards the rustling, backing up a bit and getting ready to fight. "Hey, I heard you already! If you're trying to get the drop on me, it won't work! And trust me, I've got claws and I'm not afraid to use them!"

More silence, save for the slightly faster breath of Ms. Fortune. And then...a chuckle?

"Threatening? Is that really any way to treat someone who's been looking for you?" A man gets up and walks out of the bushes - he's dressed in a white dress shirt and a black shirt underneath, blue jeans, and one silver necklace around his neck. His blond hair shifts a bit in the wind as the man looks at Ms. Fortune with a mischevious smile. "Or is that normal for you, Ms. Fortune?"

Ms. Fortune freezes. She's never seen this man before in her life. He certainly doesn't look like a Medici goon, so...how does this guy know her name?