Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190926012759/@comment-26892768-20190926204656

''"This is why I didn't want to go in!" ''Scythana is glaring daggers at Grimm right now.

"Well, I'm sure this could be worse...somehow..." Holly mutters under her breath, rubbing her temples. She says this around the same time as Scythana yelling at Grimm, so she's mostly drowned out.

Elsewhere...

A redheaded teenage girl with black and green legging boots, a light gray overall-skirt combination, white dress shirt, and a small pink bow is walking down the sidewalk.

Green eyes scan the buildings around her, a contemplative look on her face as she examines them from a distance - or, more specifically, their placement.

"Hmm...this is unusual." The girl muses. "According to the maps I've studied, these buildings shouldn't be here. Perhaps some kind of inaccuracy when updating them? Or recent construction rendering the maps I examined outdated. Regardless, now I cannot be sure of my location. So, how do I..."

Then she notices someone. Ah, a local! A young child, by the looks of it, wearing a rain coat (the forecast said there was only a 23.47% chance of rain, but she can't blame the child for not trusting that), and...hmm. She's fairly certain umbrellas do not have eyes. Perhaps a toy, then? She can find out later.

"Excuse me!" The teenager, Penny, calls out, going up to Umbrella.''"This is why I didn't want to go in!" ''Scythana is glaring daggers at Grimm right now.

"Well, I'm sure this could be worse...somehow..." Holly mutters under her breath, rubbing her temples. She says this around the same time as Scythana yelling at Grimm, so she's mostly drowned out.

Elsewhere...

A redheaded teenage girl with black and green legging boots, a light gray overall-skirt combination, white dress shirt, and a small pink bow is walking down the sidewalk.

Green eyes scan the buildings around her, a contemplative look on her face as she examines them from a distance - or, more specifically, their placement.

"Hmm...this is unusual." The girl muses. "According to the maps I've studied, these buildings shouldn't be here. Perhaps some kind of inaccuracy when updating them? Or recent construction rendering the maps I examined outdated. Regardless, now I cannot be sure of my location. So, how do I..."

Then she notices someone. Ah, a local! A young child, by the looks of it, wearing a rain coat (the forecast said there was only a 23.47% chance of rain, but she can't blame the child for not trusting that), and...hmm. She's fairly certain umbrellas do not have eyes. Perhaps a toy, then? She can find out later.

"Excuse me!" The teenager, Penny, calls out, going up to Umbrella.