002; the beast's keen

[abovelions]

[Day 2; action]

[Early in the morning, before the sun is quite up, Morgiana is quietly moving about the rubble of the houses. While she is trying to stay hidden, her main goal is to find someone. Anyone, really. She'd heard of the groups for emergencies and surely, if they are still intact, they would not turn her away, right? Perhaps her not!

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[so_misfortunate]

[ He wasn't nearby to hear the rubble, but instead came up from the other direction, navigating a bike back and forth through the debris lining what could barely be called a "sidewalk" anymore. The bike itself isn't in great shape, rusty and dented, some spokes just gone and basically looking like it'll fall apart at any minute.

It looks like he's heading back toward where their house used to be... ]

[abovelions]

[Morgiana spots his shaggy head pretty easily. She gathers herself and makes an effort to run towards Touma, without tripping, before he gets too far away.

She looks a bit of a mess, covered in dust and the like with, luckily, just a few scrapes here and there. She's glad to see him though.]

Touma!

[so_misfortunate]

Huh? [ Touma has to skid to a halt using his foot as the brake, because the handbrake cords aren't functional. He looks enthusiastic once he recognizes the voice and face of his not!sister. ] Morgiana! [ He ditches the bike for the moment, to give his legs a break. His own clothes aren't in the best shape, either, but a dirty t-shirt and some jeans with holes in them are better than nothing. ]

[abovelions]

[She slows when she's near enough to him, having to pause to catch her breath before she can say anything. Normally her stamina is not so bad, but with the situation they're in and her having not eaten in awhile, she is significantly weaker.

When she regains herself:] Are you alright? I was worried.

[bajkaiskierki]

[Oh, hey. There's a little spiky orange dragon over yonder searching through the rubble, looking for food.

But so hyperaware is she after the ghouls stormed the place that she notices right away when someone is following her--particularly when they trip.]

Who's there? [Iskierka hisses--not too loud, but not terribly quietly either.]

[abovelions]

[Morgiana is now fumbling over her words, as well as her feet. She has seen many beasts, of course. Some of them not being such a menacing threat to her.

And while the creature is in fact very new to her, it is mostly the combined issue of its presence and its talking that has her at a loss. With her inhuman strength now taken by Mayfield, there is no way she could possibly defend herself if the ponydragon is hostile.

So here's a young girl in her dirty jamjams, stuttering at Iskierka as the best greeting ever.]

Ah. Um. [This is probably where she should answer...]

[bajkaiskierki]

[Iskierka stalks forwards a few steps--and then stops. And snorts, bringing her head up.]

You are not a ghoul, are you?

[Ghouls usually had rather ugly red skin, like a burnt corpse still walking. Iskierka has witnessed burned corpses before!]

[abovelions]

[Morgiana looks around her, as if to check it was she the creature was talking to. She quickly shakes her head, as if this would prove her innocense to whatever being a ghoul would mean.]

I don't think so.