They did not have very long to pack, all things considered. They were given warning of course- grab what you need, clothing for at least a week, swimsuits, etc etc...Reira personally wondered how much Reiji would even have, but it then occurred to her that he could well swim about nude if he really wanted to take a dip in the first place. The benefits of lacking legs.
The lack of legs does not deter her from gaining a keen interest in one of the tents located in the pile of supplies however, scavenged apart not unlike the many beasts in the Manor's beneath. Everyone was claiming tents, hammocks, marshmallows, sleeping-bags...it is after grabbing her own rather cute sleeping bag that she spots something noted as a 'tree tent'- and, picking that up somewhat awkwardly while her sleeping back clunks against her backpack, she looks to her brother.
"...It says it's 'stealthy'," she notes, eyes somewhat wide with interest. She's brought quite a lot with her, at least as far as she can. Clothing, her teddy, a pillow...and some more unique objects that were gifted recently, including her horn from Yuzu. Yet another gift still chills her from where it rests in her pocket, but she's not decided if she should show her brother that or not just yet. It's not important right now. What's important is...
"...It also says 'Tree'. Can you camp in a tree?" She'd like to try. That sounds Really Neat.
[Do Not Feed The Mothmen | LATE D64]
The animals here are Very Friendly. This, Reira has discovered very quickly- while the jackalopes run away from the Eagle when her dear bird is around (And for good reason, as the bird does seem rather interested in them until scolded by her owner), they quickly warm up to her when she puts a few bits of apple in her palm- though one actually tries to snatch the entire thing.
It is not until perhaps her second or third run at feeding the wildlife- at which point it's well after dark- that the jackalopes abruptly bolt however.
And it does not take very long for Reira to realize why. It is smaller than the Eagle, certainly- and strangely difficult to make out its shape despite it standing right there- but nonetheless the small flying thing cocks its head and stretches toward the apple.
"Oh...You want food too?" The 'mothman' chitters, and Reira oblidges, breaking off a piece of apple to hand over. The bird-thing takes it, and flies off...
...And is quickly back with two more. "Eh..?" Reira starts to break off more bites of apple, and the other two are quick to take their own bites. A few others also swoop down- one actually manages to sway and land on her shoulders. Reira herself is swaying a bit too, supported only by the appearance of her daemon-the-bear, and-
"Ahh-!! Hey..! I don't have that much..."
'Mot!' 'Mott! Mott!'
"Feathered Ash-ones, LEAVE US-!"
'Motmott!' 'Mot!'
They do not appear to Care, At all.
[Wind Swimming | D65 - 71 ]
"aaAAAAAAHHHH-!" There is, without a doubt, a very strange sound coming from the nearby lake. Loud, bouncing, and without a doubt belonging to a child, and-
...And it's laughter.
Reira isn't one to laugh. Her smiles, while growing more wide with courage and perhaps strength the last few days, have typically been only that. She smiles, and little else. But as one of the water-beasts gives a splash, their somewhat song-like cries are joining in with the sound as the girl finds herself launched easily into the air... "HhHHAAAHAHAHAHAH-!" ...Squealing laughter swiftly blotted out each time as she passes back into the water. She fortunately has gills- breathing it means that the light sting upon re-entry is all there ever is, and the game she seems to have gotten caught in with the local pod is far more worth it in her opinion.
In theirs, too, it seems.
Of course, swimming isn't all she's doing. While up in the air, she occasionally finds herself closing her eyes. Focusing, for those few brief seconds, on the crisp chill of the air as she passes it. Back, and forth- Strange gave her the advice after all...so surely this would help, right?
It is something that she finds herself focusing on later as well, standing at the shore-line near the water. Her hands are clenched tightly- and rather than focus on the dirt between her toes, she focuses on that chill. On the passing breeze that seems to stick to her skin and go right through all at once, on the frigid metal in her palm as she holds her small gift from Foster. Wind....wind....just like the wind...
It would be so easy, if one didn't already speak to her out in the water with the lake beasts, to simply shock her to her senses right now.
[Alice in Candyland | D67 & 68]
"We are going to be terribly late, so so terribly late-!" Reira's dream is something of a fantastical paradise. A realm of nonsense, with various bits formed of licorice and sugar string on top of that. It's a wonder nothing has started sticking- or maybe that will happen, and she hasn't thought about it. Regardless, she speaks to a rabbit wearing her brother's scarf and glasses, while she herself seems to be wearing a big blue dress.
"Late for what though?" Reira wants to know, holding a teddy bear in her arms. "I didn't make any App....'Appointments'," she decides, feeling that word must be the right one.
"Well it doesn't worry what it is! We're just going to be late is all!"
"...Oh." She supposes, maybe, that makes sense, but the appearance of someone else no doubt causes her to keep questioning. "............Do you know what we're late for?"
[WILDCARD]
[Reira will, primarily, be mucking about the whole place. Trying to befriend animals, going swimming, climbing trees...she's naturally inclined to explore the place, so one can find her doing just about anything. Most often, she'll be practicing at her magic of course- it can also be assumed she's wandered into your muse's dream, if you want! Hit me up for plotting!]
FIRST HALF OF EVENT | OTA
They did not have very long to pack, all things considered. They were given warning of course- grab what you need, clothing for at least a week, swimsuits, etc etc...Reira personally wondered how much Reiji would even have, but it then occurred to her that he could well swim about nude if he really wanted to take a dip in the first place. The benefits of lacking legs.
The lack of legs does not deter her from gaining a keen interest in one of the tents located in the pile of supplies however, scavenged apart not unlike the many beasts in the Manor's beneath. Everyone was claiming tents, hammocks, marshmallows, sleeping-bags...it is after grabbing her own rather cute sleeping bag that she spots something noted as a 'tree tent'- and, picking that up somewhat awkwardly while her sleeping back clunks against her backpack, she looks to her brother.
"...It says it's 'stealthy'," she notes, eyes somewhat wide with interest. She's brought quite a lot with her, at least as far as she can. Clothing, her teddy, a pillow...and some more unique objects that were gifted recently, including her horn from Yuzu. Yet another gift still chills her from where it rests in her pocket, but she's not decided if she should show her brother that or not just yet. It's not important right now. What's important is...
"...It also says 'Tree'. Can you camp in a tree?" She'd like to try. That sounds Really Neat.
[Do Not Feed The Mothmen | LATE D64]
The animals here are Very Friendly. This, Reira has discovered very quickly- while the jackalopes run away from the Eagle when her dear bird is around (And for good reason, as the bird does seem rather interested in them until scolded by her owner), they quickly warm up to her when she puts a few bits of apple in her palm- though one actually tries to snatch the entire thing.
It is not until perhaps her second or third run at feeding the wildlife- at which point it's well after dark- that the jackalopes abruptly bolt however.
And it does not take very long for Reira to realize why. It is smaller than the Eagle, certainly- and strangely difficult to make out its shape despite it standing right there- but nonetheless the small flying thing cocks its head and stretches toward the apple.
"Oh...You want food too?" The 'mothman' chitters, and Reira oblidges, breaking off a piece of apple to hand over. The bird-thing takes it, and flies off...
...And is quickly back with two more. "Eh..?" Reira starts to break off more bites of apple, and the other two are quick to take their own bites. A few others also swoop down- one actually manages to sway and land on her shoulders. Reira herself is swaying a bit too, supported only by the appearance of her daemon-the-bear, and-
"Ahh-!! Hey..! I don't have that much..."
'Mot!' 'Mott! Mott!'
"Feathered Ash-ones, LEAVE US-!"
'Motmott!' 'Mot!'
They do not appear to Care, At all.
[Wind Swimming | D65 - 71 ]
"aaAAAAAAHHHH-!" There is, without a doubt, a very strange sound coming from the nearby lake. Loud, bouncing, and without a doubt belonging to a child, and-
...And it's laughter.
Reira isn't one to laugh. Her smiles, while growing more wide with courage and perhaps strength the last few days, have typically been only that. She smiles, and little else. But as one of the water-beasts gives a splash, their somewhat song-like cries are joining in with the sound as the girl finds herself launched easily into the air... "HhHHAAAHAHAHAHAH-!" ...Squealing laughter swiftly blotted out each time as she passes back into the water. She fortunately has gills- breathing it means that the light sting upon re-entry is all there ever is, and the game she seems to have gotten caught in with the local pod is far more worth it in her opinion.
In theirs, too, it seems.
Of course, swimming isn't all she's doing. While up in the air, she occasionally finds herself closing her eyes. Focusing, for those few brief seconds, on the crisp chill of the air as she passes it. Back, and forth- Strange gave her the advice after all...so surely this would help, right?
It is something that she finds herself focusing on later as well, standing at the shore-line near the water. Her hands are clenched tightly- and rather than focus on the dirt between her toes, she focuses on that chill. On the passing breeze that seems to stick to her skin and go right through all at once, on the frigid metal in her palm as she holds her small gift from Foster. Wind....wind....just like the wind...
It would be so easy, if one didn't already speak to her out in the water with the lake beasts, to simply shock her to her senses right now.
[Alice in Candyland | D67 & 68]
"We are going to be terribly late, so so terribly late-!" Reira's dream is something of a fantastical paradise. A realm of nonsense, with various bits formed of licorice and sugar string on top of that. It's a wonder nothing has started sticking- or maybe that will happen, and she hasn't thought about it. Regardless, she speaks to a rabbit wearing her brother's scarf and glasses, while she herself seems to be wearing a big blue dress.
"Late for what though?" Reira wants to know, holding a teddy bear in her arms. "I didn't make any App....'Appointments'," she decides, feeling that word must be the right one.
"Well it doesn't worry what it is! We're just going to be late is all!"
"...Oh." She supposes, maybe, that makes sense, but the appearance of someone else no doubt causes her to keep questioning. "............Do you know what we're late for?"
[WILDCARD]
[Reira will, primarily, be mucking about the whole place. Trying to befriend animals, going swimming, climbing trees...she's naturally inclined to explore the place, so one can find her doing just about anything. Most often, she'll be practicing at her magic of course- it can also be assumed she's wandered into your muse's dream, if you want! Hit me up for plotting!]