Pyrrha stands apart on the beach, holding her heels in her hand - not the best for walking on sand, so. This whole place was strange, and she still wasn't 100% sure it wasn't a dream - though if it was, it had certainly been an odd one. This place was unlike any that she knew; not Vale or Mistral, Atlas or the far-off land of Vacuo she'd never had the chance to lay eyes on herself. No, she certainly wasn't in Beacon anymore - this was a new city entirely, a land and people unfamiliar to her.
Frankly, she wasn't sure she was on Remnant anymore.
Case in point - she'd watched the sun set over the water, the orange giving way to the purple of night and then the inky blue as the stars began to make themselves known - and so had the moon. Whole. Not the broken, shattered celestial body she was accustomed to seeing in the sky, but an untouched sphere, lighting up the sky.
If her outfit hadn't given away her new-in-town status, the wide-eyed awe on her face certainly did, as she stargazed. "It's beautiful," She murmured, mostly to herself, unaware of anyone close enough to eavesdrop.
2. [ THE GAMES WE PLAY ]
Pyrrha wanders through the festivities, looking wholly out of place and more than a little lost. How she came to be in this bizarre situation with none of the places or people she remembers remains to be seen, but at least everyone has been nice so far? A solstice festival was not unfamiliar, at least, but this was not the same festival she was used to. There were no other hunters or huntresses around, no faunus dotted among the humans, nothing to indicate she was anywhere near Beacon and the academy at all.
The games are charming at least, however confused she may be, and Pyrrha finds herself easily pulled into them by the friendly locals. It's here that you'll find her - maybe you find yourself in of need a partner for the scavenger hunt, or a strong companion for one of the physical activities (or maybe you underestimate her strength, at first glance). Either way, Pyrrha turns, green eyes curious. "Sorry, how may I assist you?"
3. [ LIONS, TIGERS, BEARS, OH MY! ]
She's finally found her way to the petting zoo, and honestly, she couldn't be more delighted.
There are all manner of creatures here - some that Pyrrha recognizes, and some she doesn't. It's fascinating and peculiar and overall, not the worst thing to stumble across after waking up here, bewildered and lost. She's been seated in the Ambystoma pen for the last twenty minutes, letting the little beasts crawl all over her. They chirp cutely at her and seem to very much enjoy scritches under the chin, which Pyrrha has been indulging them in nonstop.
That is, until the screaming starts.
Pyrrha leaps up, already calling Miló and Akoúo̱, her weapon and shield, to hand with her magnetism semblance. The locals run past her as she leaps out of the enclosure and heads directly for the source of the commotion - three hulking creatures, some sort of unholy blend of rodent and shark? They snarl as Pyrrha flips Miló in her hand, extending it into javelin mode, and brandishing it at the creatures. "Back! Back! Away with you!"
They're not Grimm, at least, the hulking, soulless beasts she's pledged her life to fighting, but they're still terrorizing people - going for one of the food stands now, crashing through the wooden stall to get at sizzling meat - so she smacks at one, feinting left around another that lunges for her.
Pyrrha Nikos | RWBY | TDM
Pyrrha stands apart on the beach, holding her heels in her hand - not the best for walking on sand, so. This whole place was strange, and she still wasn't 100% sure it wasn't a dream - though if it was, it had certainly been an odd one. This place was unlike any that she knew; not Vale or Mistral, Atlas or the far-off land of Vacuo she'd never had the chance to lay eyes on herself. No, she certainly wasn't in Beacon anymore - this was a new city entirely, a land and people unfamiliar to her.
Frankly, she wasn't sure she was on Remnant anymore.
Case in point - she'd watched the sun set over the water, the orange giving way to the purple of night and then the inky blue as the stars began to make themselves known - and so had the moon. Whole. Not the broken, shattered celestial body she was accustomed to seeing in the sky, but an untouched sphere, lighting up the sky.
If her outfit hadn't given away her new-in-town status, the wide-eyed awe on her face certainly did, as she stargazed. "It's beautiful," She murmured, mostly to herself, unaware of anyone close enough to eavesdrop.
Pyrrha wanders through the festivities, looking wholly out of place and more than a little lost. How she came to be in this bizarre situation with none of the places or people she remembers remains to be seen, but at least everyone has been nice so far? A solstice festival was not unfamiliar, at least, but this was not the same festival she was used to. There were no other hunters or huntresses around, no faunus dotted among the humans, nothing to indicate she was anywhere near Beacon and the academy at all.
The games are charming at least, however confused she may be, and Pyrrha finds herself easily pulled into them by the friendly locals. It's here that you'll find her - maybe you find yourself in of need a partner for the scavenger hunt, or a strong companion for one of the physical activities (or maybe you underestimate her strength, at first glance). Either way, Pyrrha turns, green eyes curious. "Sorry, how may I assist you?"
She's finally found her way to the petting zoo, and honestly, she couldn't be more delighted.
There are all manner of creatures here - some that Pyrrha recognizes, and some she doesn't. It's fascinating and peculiar and overall, not the worst thing to stumble across after waking up here, bewildered and lost. She's been seated in the Ambystoma pen for the last twenty minutes, letting the little beasts crawl all over her. They chirp cutely at her and seem to very much enjoy scritches under the chin, which Pyrrha has been indulging them in nonstop.
That is, until the screaming starts.
Pyrrha leaps up, already calling Miló and Akoúo̱, her weapon and shield, to hand with her magnetism semblance. The locals run past her as she leaps out of the enclosure and heads directly for the source of the commotion - three hulking creatures, some sort of unholy blend of rodent and shark? They snarl as Pyrrha flips Miló in her hand, extending it into javelin mode, and brandishing it at the creatures. "Back! Back! Away with you!"
They're not Grimm, at least, the hulking, soulless beasts she's pledged her life to fighting, but they're still terrorizing people - going for one of the food stands now, crashing through the wooden stall to get at sizzling meat - so she smacks at one, feinting left around another that lunges for her.
you know what to do!