[How unfortunate, that Diao Chan mistook it for someone having a bad day as well.
She's in a teahouse when the rumbles start coming closer. A few warm drinks and even a night's stay for a single dance to entertain the guests-- it was a good trade. And the day seemed to be going so well, as she was reminded that her dancing could do more than trick and beguile. Maybe they liked it especially so because it was 'exotic', given her whole visage. But she didn't mind. She was smiling, and still smiling as she realized something was wrong.
It's only when one of the shopkeepers open the window and scream that her heart sinks to her feet.
Diao Chan doesn't waste any time. That's the last thing she can allow her to do, both back home and in this world. The chain whip she left on the table is the first thing she reaches for, and the last thing she says to the people cowering inside is to hide. There's some protest as she walks right into the storm herself, but no one runs up to stop her personally.
That works with her. Besides, she's far from helpless in these kind of situations.
The first few beasts are easy to take care of. They're threatening, but they're also slow, far too slow. She jumps all over them, slides between their feet, and trips them over each other. They swarm at her without a second thought, and they all suffer when she starts to twirl. The magical pink that surrounds her isn't just for dancing, and proves that as much as she can, keeping the monsters away from the town.
But even though she slips out of trouble every time, like a fish slipping through a man's hands, the fish will eventually suffocate out of water.
Her weapon is made to keep things away, not kill them. Its only way of truly getting rid of monsters is to whip them to death, which is achievable, but not so conducive when there's just so many. But she can't back off, either-- because the people she's protecting are even more defenseless. How can she fight them off, then? This is a secluded part of Verens, and--
Oh. Wait. She knows.
As if you needed the incentive to keep hurrying, Zhang Liao, but she's going to duck behind a building for a moment before pulling out her amulet.]
Master Zhang Liao! The left district of Verens, with--
[And she's about to tell him where she is, before one of the monsters starts flying down from the rooftops, and the scream that comes is very much genuine.]
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Date: 2014-10-05 03:11 am (UTC)She's in a teahouse when the rumbles start coming closer. A few warm drinks and even a night's stay for a single dance to entertain the guests-- it was a good trade. And the day seemed to be going so well, as she was reminded that her dancing could do more than trick and beguile. Maybe they liked it especially so because it was 'exotic', given her whole visage. But she didn't mind. She was smiling, and still smiling as she realized something was wrong.
It's only when one of the shopkeepers open the window and scream that her heart sinks to her feet.
Diao Chan doesn't waste any time. That's the last thing she can allow her to do, both back home and in this world. The chain whip she left on the table is the first thing she reaches for, and the last thing she says to the people cowering inside is to hide. There's some protest as she walks right into the storm herself, but no one runs up to stop her personally.
That works with her. Besides, she's far from helpless in these kind of situations.
The first few beasts are easy to take care of. They're threatening, but they're also slow, far too slow. She jumps all over them, slides between their feet, and trips them over each other. They swarm at her without a second thought, and they all suffer when she starts to twirl. The magical pink that surrounds her isn't just for dancing, and proves that as much as she can, keeping the monsters away from the town.
But even though she slips out of trouble every time, like a fish slipping through a man's hands, the fish will eventually suffocate out of water.
Her weapon is made to keep things away, not kill them. Its only way of truly getting rid of monsters is to whip them to death, which is achievable, but not so conducive when there's just so many. But she can't back off, either-- because the people she's protecting are even more defenseless. How can she fight them off, then? This is a secluded part of Verens, and--
Oh. Wait. She knows.
As if you needed the incentive to keep hurrying, Zhang Liao, but she's going to duck behind a building for a moment before pulling out her amulet.]
Master Zhang Liao! The left district of Verens, with--
[And she's about to tell him where she is, before one of the monsters starts flying down from the rooftops, and the scream that comes is very much genuine.]