Post by Ariane Ivers on Apr 21, 2015 23:09:02 GMT
With her last trek out here actually proving pretty useful in the training department, Anne decided a little more wouldn't hurt. She was certainly feeling quite a bit stronger, which was good. Even the big creep from before didn't seem as hard as she expected it to be. Sure, she still had some pretty massive bruises on her arms from it, but all in all it was not a bad day. As it was going, it seemed like she may have to start exploring areas that had a little bit more challenging enemies if she really wanted to get good practice in.
For now, however, the little guys here certainly didn't hurt. Who knows, if she got 'lucky' maybe she'd get another big guy like the Shrek she 'lit' up last time. Anne's lip curled up in a snicker at her own mental pun, somewhat disappointed no one was around to tell it to. Well, no one around close enough to tell it to at any rate. Her emerald eyes narrowed as she saw someone coming closer, but didn't move to wave or give any sort of huge greeting until she could actually see them a bit better. It wasn't as though they could miss her, anyway. The floating woman in the deer skull mask next to her kind of gave her away.
While her outfit wasn't quite as ridiculous as her skull-clad persona's, it did the job. That is, kept her clothed, which was about all she cared about. Just a boring old gray tank top over jeans this time, and her usual heavy boots. She learned early on not to wear 'nice' clothing out to fight the creeps around here, not unless she wanted to have to throw it away afterwords. Even her hair today was lazily done in a pigtail, since all she was out here to do was kill some faeries and maybe do a little investigative work. Anne had a feeling they wouldn't be too far off, either, which was all the better.
For now, however, the little guys here certainly didn't hurt. Who knows, if she got 'lucky' maybe she'd get another big guy like the Shrek she 'lit' up last time. Anne's lip curled up in a snicker at her own mental pun, somewhat disappointed no one was around to tell it to. Well, no one around close enough to tell it to at any rate. Her emerald eyes narrowed as she saw someone coming closer, but didn't move to wave or give any sort of huge greeting until she could actually see them a bit better. It wasn't as though they could miss her, anyway. The floating woman in the deer skull mask next to her kind of gave her away.
While her outfit wasn't quite as ridiculous as her skull-clad persona's, it did the job. That is, kept her clothed, which was about all she cared about. Just a boring old gray tank top over jeans this time, and her usual heavy boots. She learned early on not to wear 'nice' clothing out to fight the creeps around here, not unless she wanted to have to throw it away afterwords. Even her hair today was lazily done in a pigtail, since all she was out here to do was kill some faeries and maybe do a little investigative work. Anne had a feeling they wouldn't be too far off, either, which was all the better.