[color=6A5ACD]"Ugggh....Did anyone get the name of that...."[/color]

The ground swayed and rumbled, almost like it was water rather than solid ground beneath the woman who laid there on the grass. For some reason it felt familiar, only to be swept away in muddled thoughts and visions. Pain, joy, sadness, and a piercing emptiness that seemed like it would go on forever as she swore that she smelled sea water for a brief moment before it was gone. What it meant was impossible to tell, as consciousness slowly began to return to the blond haired woman, leaving her only with a confusing message and a single name: 'Sarisa'.

Slowly she began to wake up, her eyes flickering open to see a field of green stretching out in front of her in row upon endless row of grass. Sarisa herself was stretched out upon the same grass, oddly soft and comforting amidst the fuzzy and clouded tumult of her own mind, even as it settled for the moment. She was left to wander and wonder, trying to figure out why she couldn't....think, remember how she had gotten here. 

"Hey, are you awake now, kupo?"

A slight groan escaped at the irritating noise, but Sarisa quickly realized that this one was not inside her head, and rather nearby. Her clothes rustled as she turned in place, shifting to see a small creature with a red ball on its head staring at her. For a moment there was a flash of panic, then irritation, before it settled into a dull acceptance. What was this again? Oh, right. Some silly animal.

She groaned, sitting up as she looked over at the annoying creature. [color=6A5ACD]"I am now,"[/color] she grumbled to herself, and to her companion as she looked around. Surprisingly, it seemed like there were other people here, yet she had the feeling that something was missing. Not the gaps in her memory, which were fairly obvious, there was a deeper ache inside her, like something precious was no longer with her. Honestly, the fact that she didn't know what it was was starting to tick her off. 

A hand came to rest on her knee as she examined the creature, who in turn seemed to do the same to her. [color=6A5ACD]"Who're you?"[/color]

"You can call me Mojito, kupo!" For speaking with such odd mannerisms, the creature had a very dull tone of voice. It was a bit annoying, but Sarisa decided that she had bigger things to worry about at the moment. "I found you here." 

She grunted, bracing for a moment before rising to her feet. [color=6A5ACD]"Is that so? Well, thanks."[/color] It was somewhat halfhearted, since Mojito obviously hadn't done anything to help her recover or wake up, but she couldn't really be annoyed about that, when so many other things were important. She took a few steps before a glint caught in her eye, drawing her over to where a steel blade laid in the grass.

Stepping over to it, Sarisa crouched as she examined the blade before picking it up, making sure that it was sharp, checking the weight of it. It seemed passable, even if it wasn't that long. She wasn't sure, but she had the feeling that she could use the blade pretty well in a fight, if she needed to. After a few moments she decided that she had a good enough impression of it, and decided to inquire with her current companion. [color=6A5ACD]"Did you bring this?"[/color] she asked, looking over at Mojito.

After a moment of waiting Mojito shook his head, the red pom swaying in the wind as it accompanied the motion of his body. "No. It was here when I found you, kupo."

[color=6A5ACD]"Huh."[/color] Considering it for a moment, Sarisa at last gave in ad slipped the dagger into her belt, where it was securely held and easily in reach should she need it. [color=6A5ACD]"Guess it's mine then. Finders keepers."[/color] Not like anyone was going to argue with her, at least as far as she could tell. The presence of a weapon for self defense made her feel a bit safer, allowing her to focus on other things such as figuring out where she was. 

Now that she had risen, Sarisa could get a better look at everything. Grass continued to stretch as far as the eye could see, but there were now plainly trees about as well, providing some shade and dispersed across this open field so as to not make it completely barren. Yet there was more to it, as Sarisa spotted several individuals, some like her, and others like Mojito. It seemed that many of them were headed their own ways, while a guy with a weird tattoo on his chest and a red bandana seemed content to stand there and yell at them.

With a sigh, Sarisa made her way over to the man, wary to some extent but not completely closed off even as she frowned. She didn't know anything, and it was obvious that Mojito didn't. Maybe this guy did. And besides, she had this feeling in her gut that it was better to stick together as a group, working towards a common purpose, than to go it alone. [color=6A5ACD]"Looks like they're in a hurry,"[/color] she noted aloud as she glanced from the others departing the scene towards the man, Mojito coming up beside her. [color=6A5ACD]"Don't suppose you know where we are, do you?"[/color]