[ It's that time of the year-- one of which she remembers quite clearly. Her first time in this dream world was also summertime. The bright sunlit beach with its glittering sands. It might be normal for a person to dress lightly for the beach, but Alisaie was still wearing her entire battle gear, rapier at the side and shoes definitely not made for the sand.
She was doing more exploring and practicing than anything. Sometimes when she had a lot of thoughts a little dive into the sea water helps. So, damp and pleased with herself she continued her way into the forest. She stayed there much longer than anticipated and noticed the silvery-haired man traversing it earlier.
It's been a few hours and she thinks he might be lost. With a head tilt and audible steps, she approached the rather irritable person. ]
i. at least she's less annoying
She was doing more exploring and practicing than anything. Sometimes when she had a lot of thoughts a little dive into the sea water helps. So, damp and pleased with herself she continued her way into the forest. She stayed there much longer than anticipated and noticed the silvery-haired man traversing it earlier.
It's been a few hours and she thinks he might be lost. With a head tilt and audible steps, she approached the rather irritable person. ]
Are you mayhap, lost?