[So many people are out working, clearing roads, and Ashley's...
Called in sick to her job at the bookstore, sitting on a bench instead. Watching her Phantump rush around in the sunlight, running a hand up and down the fur of her Slyveon, curled up beside her. Looking like she hasn't slept well lately.
Frankly she's also incredibly spacey, not focusing really on what said Phantump's doing- until she lets out a little Phaaaan! gasp, as that is most definitely the target that stick found! Ashley blinks and snaps herself out of whatever daze she's wandered into, slowly standing and remembering she's outside, right.]
Huh? Uh... [It's Yang. She hasn't seen much of anyone the last few days, honestly? Since they all awoke- so she hasn't really seen the RWPY crew around, or taken note of any changes in their demeanor.] It's... It's fine. Samara's...grass, anyway.
[Tump! A slight protest, but it seems all's forgiven. Samara the Phantump attaches herself to Ashley's leg and the girl doesn't even yelp, strangely enough.]
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Called in sick to her job at the bookstore, sitting on a bench instead. Watching her Phantump rush around in the sunlight, running a hand up and down the fur of her Slyveon, curled up beside her. Looking like she hasn't slept well lately.
Frankly she's also incredibly spacey, not focusing really on what said Phantump's doing- until she lets out a little Phaaaan! gasp, as that is most definitely the target that stick found! Ashley blinks and snaps herself out of whatever daze she's wandered into, slowly standing and remembering she's outside, right.]
Huh? Uh... [It's Yang. She hasn't seen much of anyone the last few days, honestly? Since they all awoke- so she hasn't really seen the RWPY crew around, or taken note of any changes in their demeanor.] It's... It's fine. Samara's...grass, anyway.
[Tump! A slight protest, but it seems all's forgiven. Samara the Phantump attaches herself to Ashley's leg and the girl doesn't even yelp, strangely enough.]
No harm done.