Valkyrie isn't sure what's going on (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} atimetofight) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wildhuntthreads,@ 2020-09-20 21:16:00 |
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What: Was she sold?
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Courtyard
Status: in progress, closed
Warnings: use of weapons, mentions of selling a child, tbd
When Stock woke up, the first thing she noticed was everything around her was far too soft. She wasn't on the floor, and there was something plush over her. It was nice. Far too nice for her. I've never even been in a fight, let alone won enough to be in a place this nice. As she opened her eyes, she realized everything in this place was far too nice to be the arena. Did they sell her to someone else? Was she not a good enough fighter for them to think she'd be worth it? Where was whoever she was sold off to? She moved quietly through the room, finding no one, and no clothes her size either. Oh well, she could use one of the extra big shirts as a dress, she just needed to find a belt to go around it.
After getting dressed, she noticed a small, box buzzing on the table. Maybe it was important? She put it in the pouch she found to go on the belt. As she looked through the house, it seemed, small for how nice it was. There was only the big room, that had a kitchen, the bed, and a cushy chair, a small room, with a sink and a couple things she didn't recognize in it, and the closet that she found the shirt in. There was no one else there, maybe they were outside the room?
She left what she'd decided was her buyer's room, and looked out the door. It opened up into the outside world, there were no guards, or gates, or anything. She did spot what looked like a building without solid walls. She decided it would be best to just keep training. After all, she still had her knives. She took aim to try throwing her knives at one of the trees, it was no target, but it would have to do for now. She was too focused on her training to notice someone else come up to her.