[ the wind surprises lore - and also spooks her because she's almost certain there's no real air conditioning in the house, no real way for this to happen and for it to be happening in this manner.
after stumbling out from a months long battle on a place she was supposed to call home, lore can't help but feel panic at any sign of danger or trouble. more so if its aimed at her. she nearly takes a step back in fear, every instinct in her telling her to run!
but
she catches the look. the expression, the way its given. it stirs up old memories of someone from long ago. of blazing red and steely green.
that's what keeps her from moving. she stays where she is and counts to five in case anything else happens. when that has passed, and she thinks its okay to move, lore reaches for her device with one hand. keeps the other up to show she means no harm while she types and then shows the following: ]
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after stumbling out from a months long battle on a place she was supposed to call home, lore can't help but feel panic at any sign of danger or trouble. more so if its aimed at her. she nearly takes a step back in fear, every instinct in her telling her to run!
but
she catches the look. the expression, the way its given. it stirs up old memories of someone from long ago. of blazing red and steely green.
that's what keeps her from moving. she stays where she is and counts to five in case anything else happens. when that has passed, and she thinks its okay to move, lore reaches for her device with one hand. keeps the other up to show she means no harm while she types and then shows the following: ]
I'm Lorem. I'm sorry. Am I disturbing you?