[What an odd predicament. Physical contact? Withdrawal symptoms? ~hugging~ complete strangers? What perversion of decency and all common sense was this? Since arriving in this strange plane, Shanoa's been plagued with confusion and questions, and not many of them answered. It doesn't help that the memories of her past, as well as the emotions that accompany them are still muted due to her previous encounter with a certain and extremely gaudy Vampire Lord. The fact still stands that she's become ill, however, and the sudden failure of her glyphs to activate -- well, let's just say it'll be hard to make toast like a normal person after you've come to realize how easily so many problems can be solved with a Melio Culter into Ignis glyph combination.
And so, our brave, socially inept heroine can be found wandering about the apartment areas, looking for a means to socialize just long enough to bum a hug, or a handshake or somesuch nonsense off someone. Gods, why her? And how was this so hard?]
[OPTION 2]
[While she won't be quick to admit such a thing, the sight of the beach isn't something Shanoa is used to anymore, or maybe she wasn't ever drawn to them in the first place. It's not like water frightens her or anything, oh, far from it, it's just that she isn't used to seeing the stuff without bracing for some sort of aquatic combat - afterall, her most recent encounter with the sea ended with a series of homicidal mermaid attacks, a gigantic crab that literally SCREAMED at her, a few murderous sea spirits and, well, need she go on? Still, seeing the water so calm is ... oddly fascinating, and she's never quite had the time to admire it so.]
Shanoa | Castlevania: Order of Ecclesia | 4/2
[What an odd predicament. Physical contact? Withdrawal symptoms? ~hugging~ complete strangers? What perversion of decency and all common sense was this? Since arriving in this strange plane, Shanoa's been plagued with confusion and questions, and not many of them answered. It doesn't help that the memories of her past, as well as the emotions that accompany them are still muted due to her previous encounter with a certain and extremely gaudy Vampire Lord. The fact still stands that she's become ill, however, and the sudden failure of her glyphs to activate -- well, let's just say it'll be hard to make toast like a normal person after you've come to realize how easily so many problems can be solved with a Melio Culter into Ignis glyph combination.
And so, our brave, socially inept heroine can be found wandering about the apartment areas, looking for a means to socialize just long enough to bum a hug, or a handshake or somesuch nonsense off someone. Gods, why her? And how was this so hard?]
[OPTION 2]
[While she won't be quick to admit such a thing, the sight of the beach isn't something Shanoa is used to anymore, or maybe she wasn't ever drawn to them in the first place. It's not like water frightens her or anything, oh, far from it, it's just that she isn't used to seeing the stuff without bracing for some sort of aquatic combat - afterall, her most recent encounter with the sea ended with a series of homicidal mermaid attacks, a gigantic crab that literally SCREAMED at her, a few murderous sea spirits and, well, need she go on? Still, seeing the water so calm is ... oddly fascinating, and she's never quite had the time to admire it so.]