[Okay, yeah, if there's anything that would snuff out her curiosity immediately, it's probably an encounter with the local fauna. Barring that, the local gremlins are also a good deterrent, but Trish can't imagine anyone misbehaving in person like they would on the network.
Today, she will be proven wrong.
Trish doesn't have it in her mind at all to be looking up at any point, idly scanning the hallway as she walks, another of many dozen that are as dilapidated as the other.
Fortunately, the wrench isn't quite well-timed enough to hit her, though it is awfully close. That being said, Spice Girl's arm pops out of Trish's shoulder on reflex to deflect it just in case, but Trish herself has already jumped aside with a scream.
She doesn't even notice the hand at first until she rights herself, her expression plainly horrified when her gaze settles on it.]
What the hell...?!
[She finally follows its trajectory up to Eda, floating up there, like no big deal. It surely can't be her hand, she'd be screaming her head off, wouldn't she? And yet:]
Is this...yours?
[Does she even want to know what this person is doing.]
i love her hat so much that icon is killing me
Today, she will be proven wrong.
Trish doesn't have it in her mind at all to be looking up at any point, idly scanning the hallway as she walks, another of many dozen that are as dilapidated as the other.
Fortunately, the wrench isn't quite well-timed enough to hit her, though it is awfully close. That being said, Spice Girl's arm pops out of Trish's shoulder on reflex to deflect it just in case, but Trish herself has already jumped aside with a scream.
She doesn't even notice the hand at first until she rights herself, her expression plainly horrified when her gaze settles on it.]
What the hell...?!
[She finally follows its trajectory up to Eda, floating up there, like no big deal. It surely can't be her hand, she'd be screaming her head off, wouldn't she? And yet:]
Is this...yours?
[Does she even want to know what this person is doing.]