[ Without any indication of when the party is, Naminé has quite a lot of opportunity to waffle about whether or not being a geometric shape is preferable to the alternative of accepting a thoroughly vague invitation from an unknown source. Really, though, what else is she supposed to do? It might serve to help her take stock of who is and isn't trapped in here along with her, if nothing else.
But never having been to a party before, she's not entirely prepared for it. She's not even really prepared for how many people are there the first time she spots it forming, somewhat by accident and from a great enough distance that she only feels a little awkward about stopping to look before she leaps. Paused in the shadow of a tree, she's likely quite visible where she is, what with the paleness of her clothing and hair against the darker trunk.
Clearly there's nothing to worry about here. Just some lonesome figure in the distance in a suspiciously ghost-like white dress creeping on the festivities in an enclosed murderbox that's already expressed vague supernatural threats. ]
[ || B. Arrival (Take Two)
[ But fortunately a bit of reconnaissance informs her that people are - apparently - bringing food. She does a little backtracking, picks up a small box of ice cream bars (and a bag of chips as an afterthought), and with these in hand does her best not to draw attention to herself as she shuffles in to put them down with the rest of the offerings.
And after that she's... there. That's about the most that can be said of her while she hangs uncertainly around the periphery of the party, lurking like she's not entirely sure she was actually invited. Maybe it's got to do with how many people there are. That is to say, not many by the standards of just about anyone who's lived in a populated world with regular social events, but for her - it's probably the largest number of humans (or humanoids) she's been in the physical presence of at one time in her entire life. Cut her some slack, it's a little overwhelming.
Still, she looks awfully lonely over there, tucked against a tree or curled up on the edge of the dock. (She stays too far back from the water to actually put her feet into it; they said the lake was safe, but...) ]
[ || C. Refreshments
[ Nobody or not, Naminé remains a teenager who needs sustenance every now and again. So although she's somewhat reluctant to venture closer to the snacks with strangers about, eventually she braves the harrowing trek (of a few steps) to explore the options. Most of it is either foreign to her or unappealing, but eventually something catches her eye. When she goes to reach for it, though -- well, it's not even that someone else is reaching for the same thing so much as she notices that someone else is there. She pauses mid-grab, hand pulling back a little too quickly to look nonchalant, as if she's half-expecting to be scolded.
There's no verbal apology, but those sure are some guilty eyes she's giving whoever it is that's shown up, despite them likely having done nothing to offend. ]
Naminé | OPEN
[ Without any indication of when the party is, Naminé has quite a lot of opportunity to waffle about whether or not being a geometric shape is preferable to the alternative of accepting a thoroughly vague invitation from an unknown source. Really, though, what else is she supposed to do? It might serve to help her take stock of who is and isn't trapped in here along with her, if nothing else.
But never having been to a party before, she's not entirely prepared for it. She's not even really prepared for how many people are there the first time she spots it forming, somewhat by accident and from a great enough distance that she only feels a little awkward about stopping to look before she leaps. Paused in the shadow of a tree, she's likely quite visible where she is, what with the paleness of her clothing and hair against the darker trunk.
Clearly there's nothing to worry about here. Just some lonesome figure in the distance in a suspiciously ghost-like white dress creeping on the festivities in an enclosed murderbox that's already expressed vague supernatural threats. ]
[ || B. Arrival (Take Two)
[ But fortunately a bit of reconnaissance informs her that people are - apparently - bringing food. She does a little backtracking, picks up a small box of ice cream bars (and a bag of chips as an afterthought), and with these in hand does her best not to draw attention to herself as she shuffles in to put them down with the rest of the offerings.
And after that she's... there. That's about the most that can be said of her while she hangs uncertainly around the periphery of the party, lurking like she's not entirely sure she was actually invited. Maybe it's got to do with how many people there are. That is to say, not many by the standards of just about anyone who's lived in a populated world with regular social events, but for her - it's probably the largest number of humans (or humanoids) she's been in the physical presence of at one time in her entire life. Cut her some slack, it's a little overwhelming.
Still, she looks awfully lonely over there, tucked against a tree or curled up on the edge of the dock. (She stays too far back from the water to actually put her feet into it; they said the lake was safe, but...) ]
[ || C. Refreshments
[ Nobody or not, Naminé remains a teenager who needs sustenance every now and again. So although she's somewhat reluctant to venture closer to the snacks with strangers about, eventually she braves the harrowing trek (of a few steps) to explore the options. Most of it is either foreign to her or unappealing, but eventually something catches her eye. When she goes to reach for it, though -- well, it's not even that someone else is reaching for the same thing so much as she notices that someone else is there. She pauses mid-grab, hand pulling back a little too quickly to look nonchalant, as if she's half-expecting to be scolded.
There's no verbal apology, but those sure are some guilty eyes she's giving whoever it is that's shown up, despite them likely having done nothing to offend. ]
[ || D. Wildcard
[ Choose your own adventure. ]