Characters: Blair Lansfeld and
vatheonLocation: The Plaza
Time: Early afternoon
Style: Whichever!
Status: Open!
[She gives a small groan as, slowly, she pushes herself up. She's soaked to the bone, hair plastered to her head and clothes left soggy and glistening due to the synthetic fabric not meshing well with being wet. She falls on her rear, looking around in a confused manner. This... Isn't Sphere 211. Not in the least. In fact, it seems like the Eternal Sphere. She shakily stands, staring up up up at the sky--sea?--above.]
...Oh, my. This certainly isn't how I envisioned my day was going to begin.