after recovering from her sedation enough to comprehend her surroundings and get a basic rundown of why she was here in the first place, Arya ultimately decided that standing around wallowing would get her nowhere. no, if she wanted to make it through this place long enough to find a way home, she had to do so in numbers-- and so the first order of business: find anyone that seemed familiar. it seemed easy in practice, but even the strongest masks cracked ere long, and it didn't take much time searching before doubt began to cloud Arya's mind.
and this was how people would find her-- or rather, run into her. depending on how far she was into her search, the other party would either feel (oo1-a.) a fair amount of determination and focus with a sprinkling of trepidation or (oo1-b.) anxiety, loneliness, concern, and maybe a hint of despair. either way, Arya would let out a sharp gasp and wheel around, staring at the unfortunate person she bumped into with wide eyes -- seems she felt the other party's emotions as much as she felt theirs. ]
Oh! I-- F-forgive me, I did not see you thereβ¦!
oo2. β the festivities
[ depending on her luck in finding a familiar face within the safehouse, Arya would have either taken her search outside of the safehouse or opted to take a look around at her new "home away from home", as it were. as it turns out, she decided to leave the safehouse at possibly the best β or worst β time possible. she had already been told of the immense population found within New Amsterdam, but even the warning was not enough to prepare her for being surrounded by thousands upon thousands of people.
she was by no means unfamiliar with high populations, as she grew up in one of the three main city-states in Eorzea, but being surrounded by this many people made Limsa Lominsa feel more like a backwater town than a proper city. all of the sights and sounds and smells were overwhelming her, along with all of the technologies she only had a hair-brained understanding of, and it was getting to the point where she might end up suffering from sensory overload just from one section of the crowd alone.
she might also be a little lost. someone please help this poor girl before she gets run over by the party-goers. ]
oo3. β wildcard
[ exactly what it says on the tin: Arya will be anywhere and everywhere within the proximity of the safehouse, so come at me! ]
[ OOC: this is a new voice and i've not rped her at all before this, so please be kind and patient! ;; ]
arya gastaurknan (aka x'rhun's third child) | final fantasy xiv
after recovering from her sedation enough to comprehend her surroundings and get a basic rundown of why she was here in the first place, Arya ultimately decided that standing around wallowing would get her nowhere. no, if she wanted to make it through this place long enough to find a way home, she had to do so in numbers-- and so the first order of business: find anyone that seemed familiar. it seemed easy in practice, but even the strongest masks cracked ere long, and it didn't take much time searching before doubt began to cloud Arya's mind.
and this was how people would find her-- or rather, run into her. depending on how far she was into her search, the other party would either feel (oo1-a.) a fair amount of determination and focus with a sprinkling of trepidation or (oo1-b.) anxiety, loneliness, concern, and maybe a hint of despair. either way, Arya would let out a sharp gasp and wheel around, staring at the unfortunate person she bumped into with wide eyes -- seems she felt the other party's emotions as much as she felt theirs. ]
Oh! I-- F-forgive me, I did not see you thereβ¦!
[ depending on her luck in finding a familiar face within the safehouse, Arya would have either taken her search outside of the safehouse or opted to take a look around at her new "home away from home", as it were. as it turns out, she decided to leave the safehouse at possibly the best β or worst β time possible. she had already been told of the immense population found within New Amsterdam, but even the warning was not enough to prepare her for being surrounded by thousands upon thousands of people.
she was by no means unfamiliar with high populations, as she grew up in one of the three main city-states in Eorzea, but being surrounded by this many people made Limsa Lominsa feel more like a backwater town than a proper city. all of the sights and sounds and smells were overwhelming her, along with all of the technologies she only had a hair-brained understanding of, and it was getting to the point where she might end up suffering from sensory overload just from one section of the crowd alone.
she might also be a little lost. someone please help this poor girl before she gets run over by the party-goers. ]
[ exactly what it says on the tin: Arya will be anywhere and everywhere within the proximity of the safehouse, so come at me! ]
[ OOC: this is a new voice and i've not rped her at all before this, so please be kind and patient! ;; ]