This isn’t fair! Whoever thought this up are a bunch of meanies! I am sitting right in front of my clothes, and I have no gil! None! Even the few people I walked by didn’t have any in their pockets…I would go around some more, but I keep on getting weird looks. I know it’s not my wings. Everybody I passed has a pair, so they aren’t what’s getting me so many looks. So…maybe the white dress? Whichever it is, I need to find someone with some gil…or…
…Is it possible to steal my own clothes? That can’t be that bad of a crime, right? It’s not like someone else is going to come up and want them…and I don’t really see anybody walking around watching this place…
This is just horrible. I’m gonna be a criminal starting on my first day here…I’ll just have to walk out of here with them on, so no one notices.
Third Person:
There are quite a few things that Rikku does upon an abnormal morning. Not waking up in one of the ships beds was pretty confusing, but for all she knew Brother could be pulling a prank, and sent her to one of the forests. Not waking up in her normal jammies was the next strange part of realizing things as she got to her feet. She searched for a reason that this could somehow be normal, but absolutely nothing pops up. There has yet to be a prank that required switching clothes while asleep. Now finally, as she stretched she noticed, and felt something stretch along with her arms, and finally that is when she found the strangest thing that she could think of at the moment. A pair of wings.
A pair of cute little wings!
While most people might freak out, Rikku only drops her arms to get a better look at her out stretched wings, which even got her to laugh. “They look just like my eyes!” she couldn’t believe it. It may be bad that she actually has a pair of strange wings attached to her back quite firmly, but as they settle back down, she thought that, if it really was a prank, that it was officially the best prank ever played…and they might’ve gone a bit far. But she was not about to lose it at that.
Now that she had been sleeping, and had stayed in one place for too long, she stood up, almost in a ready to fight stance, only to not find a single fiend. None! There wasn’t a single fiend in this forest. Only little normal forest animals. This was also nothing to complain about. All she found was a nifty looking journal right beside where she had woken up. So she did what anyone would do…start flipping through the pages. The very odd but very nifty pages. And upon seeing this, she only got a bit excited. It was almost like this book had its own type of technology to it, but where? She officially couldn’t stand not knowing, so she sat back down on the ground, and went on her way to find out what was making this journal tick. Using her nails to try and unbind it, and trying for a good fifteen minutes before giving up. This book had issues and she wanted an answer now! But since the book wasn’t talking, maybe it would if it hit something.
Being thrown in annoyance to the closest tree to her. She is not used to having technology not doing what she wants, and be a book no less! It deserved a slam into a tree. If it had that much technology in it, it would be able to survive a slam into the tree…probably a lot more too. But she wasn’t that mad at it to do it more than once.
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First Person:
This isn’t fair! Whoever thought this up are a bunch of meanies! I am sitting right in front of my clothes, and I have no gil! None! Even the few people I walked by didn’t have any in their pockets…I would go around some more, but I keep on getting weird looks. I know it’s not my wings. Everybody I passed has a pair, so they aren’t what’s getting me so many looks. So…maybe the white dress? Whichever it is, I need to find someone with some gil…or…
…Is it possible to steal my own clothes? That can’t be that bad of a crime, right? It’s not like someone else is going to come up and want them…and I don’t really see anybody walking around watching this place…
This is just horrible. I’m gonna be a criminal starting on my first day here…I’ll just have to walk out of here with them on, so no one notices.
Third Person:
There are quite a few things that Rikku does upon an abnormal morning. Not waking up in one of the ships beds was pretty confusing, but for all she knew Brother could be pulling a prank, and sent her to one of the forests. Not waking up in her normal jammies was the next strange part of realizing things as she got to her feet. She searched for a reason that this could somehow be normal, but absolutely nothing pops up. There has yet to be a prank that required switching clothes while asleep. Now finally, as she stretched she noticed, and felt something stretch along with her arms, and finally that is when she found the strangest thing that she could think of at the moment. A pair of wings.
A pair of cute little wings!
While most people might freak out, Rikku only drops her arms to get a better look at her out stretched wings, which even got her to laugh. “They look just like my eyes!” she couldn’t believe it. It may be bad that she actually has a pair of strange wings attached to her back quite firmly, but as they settle back down, she thought that, if it really was a prank, that it was officially the best prank ever played…and they might’ve gone a bit far. But she was not about to lose it at that.
Now that she had been sleeping, and had stayed in one place for too long, she stood up, almost in a ready to fight stance, only to not find a single fiend. None! There wasn’t a single fiend in this forest. Only little normal forest animals. This was also nothing to complain about. All she found was a nifty looking journal right beside where she had woken up. So she did what anyone would do…start flipping through the pages. The very odd but very nifty pages. And upon seeing this, she only got a bit excited. It was almost like this book had its own type of technology to it, but where? She officially couldn’t stand not knowing, so she sat back down on the ground, and went on her way to find out what was making this journal tick. Using her nails to try and unbind it, and trying for a good fifteen minutes before giving up. This book had issues and she wanted an answer now! But since the book wasn’t talking, maybe it would if it hit something.
Being thrown in annoyance to the closest tree to her. She is not used to having technology not doing what she wants, and be a book no less! It deserved a slam into a tree. If it had that much technology in it, it would be able to survive a slam into the tree…probably a lot more too. But she wasn’t that mad at it to do it more than once.