Who: Lenalee and open What: Arrival Where: center of town When: Morning Warnings: None, swearing/minor violence on her part Status:inprogress, open
Lenalee was in the middle of training when she was pulled from her world and dropped into this one. She'd been in the middle of Falling Technique: Iron Shackles - a hit that struck with the power of a meteor - when she realized something was wrong and this wasn't the training field of the Order. She managed to control her move and land, neatly, on the ground only putting a minor dent in the sidewalk she landed on. She instantly started shivering - it was cold, snowy, and she was in short shorts, stiletto boots and her lightweight exorcist jacket with a tank top underneath. Not in clothing meant for winter wear. She stood up, slowly, looking around before cursing in Chinese.
Was this the work of an Akuma? She'd never heard of such a thing, but Akuma were crafty bastards and well, it was totally possible that one of them had stolen her from the branch office and dropped her somewhere she could be defeated. That didn't sit well with her and when people approached with items in their hands, she took one to the ground, before using her dark boots to leap fifty feet away, bounding with lazy ease and landing harder than she meant to, leaving another small dent in the ground.
She whipped around as someone cleared their throat.