Nowi (ノノ) (
invigorating) wrote2015-05-29 12:28 am
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❥ SECOND DRAGONSTONE | ACTION [ANYWHERE] | FOURTH WALL
[Nowi's a pretty easy-going girl. She's also ridiculously curious, and since she's been (presumably) teleported to somewhere other than Cherrygrove, she's got a lot to explore. She'll be up in the trees, searching through the tall grass for Pokémon, or even exploring the city, if she's lucky enough to land in one. The only noticeable difference are Nowi's ears - they're no longer round and human, but instead long and pointy. But her curiosity dies the moment she sees something familiar.
Something very familiar.]
Oh no... What are you doing here!?
[The thing moans, but that's not exactly a helpful response. Nowi narrows her eyes and reaches to her belt for a Pokéball. Instead she comes away holding something she's been missing for awhile.
Her eyes light up immediately and she holds the Dragonstone above her head. Pink petals burst from the ground and surround her and when she emerges she's no longer a tiny girl - she's a dragon. The transformation looks like something from a magical girl series.]
Yeah! This feels soooo good!
[Her voice is a bit distorted, but it still obviously belongs to Nowi. She does a few flips in the air before remembering that the Entombed is still standing there.]
Oh, right! Hey, you! Let's go already!
[She rears back and releases a blast of fiery dragon breath. It slams right into the golden creature, but it doesn't seem fazed at all.]
Uh oh...
[Alternatively, you can run into her after she's beaten up the Entombed and is currently flying around as a dragon. Because that's not going to scare anyone or anything.]
Something very familiar.]
Oh no... What are you doing here!?
[The thing moans, but that's not exactly a helpful response. Nowi narrows her eyes and reaches to her belt for a Pokéball. Instead she comes away holding something she's been missing for awhile.
Her eyes light up immediately and she holds the Dragonstone above her head. Pink petals burst from the ground and surround her and when she emerges she's no longer a tiny girl - she's a dragon. The transformation looks like something from a magical girl series.]
Yeah! This feels soooo good!
[Her voice is a bit distorted, but it still obviously belongs to Nowi. She does a few flips in the air before remembering that the Entombed is still standing there.]
Oh, right! Hey, you! Let's go already!
[She rears back and releases a blast of fiery dragon breath. It slams right into the golden creature, but it doesn't seem fazed at all.]
Uh oh...
[Alternatively, you can run into her after she's beaten up the Entombed and is currently flying around as a dragon. Because that's not going to scare anyone or anything.]
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But no! Weapons break when you use 'em too much, right? Dragonstones are no exception!
[...it's a video game mechanic, don't question it.]
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...Mobile suits have a higher chance of getting shot down if you use them often, sure, but every other problem linked to usage should be caught be the maintenance crew long before anything breaks. Then again, how would you even maintain a stone?
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[GUESS WHO'S NEVER TRIED TO TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER WEAPON but this really isn't surprising, considering that it's Nowi.]
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[While he'd love to do it all by himself, there's those pesky little things called work and responsibilities in the way.]
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[He taps the door of the cockpit with a nod.]
And you could say I'm an engineer, though little more than an amateur. I'm better at it than I'd be at smithing swords, at any rate.
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[Sorry about that, she got horribly off-topic. As usual.]
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[That pirate motif isn't just for show. Even if they did end up helping the Earth federation directly, during that last battle.]
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[She knows how tough war is. She's seen a lot of
nameless NPCspeople die. Her dragon form isn't really capturing how concerned she is, but she's pretty worried.]no subject
[Except maybe for every victim of the war to come back to life, but there's no way that's happening.]
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