Allison Argent (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} protecteur) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} toboldlyrpg, |
Allison still wasn't sure what to think about this whole finding herself on a spaceship thing. Stiles confirmed her worst fear, that she didn't survive the Oni attack back home, but she wasn't entirely convinced this was real. Though she didn't think she could make up something like this, so that was a point in the 'real' column.
The ship was enormous and she was taking her time in exploring it. Eventually, she'd need to figure out a job to do so she didn't go crazy from boredom, but she figured there was no rush for that. She heard that there was usually a gathering on Deck 5 on the weekends and decided to head there in the hopes of meeting some more people.
No one seemed to care that she wasn't of legal drinking age on Earth, so she had a bottle of beer in her hand when she spotted someone sitting alone and decided to have a moment of boldness. "Hi, mind if I join you?"