Achi breathed out slow, as she watched another dead-eyed human wander by her hiding spot. It had been two days since she had escaped from her metal prison, two days since she'd fled the strange ship with the great purple god-being on it. All around her, lights danced on buildings, and vehicles whizzed by. It was lively, busy, and yet, utterly dead, because she could find no minds. There were people, certainly, but there was something utterly wrong with them. She had tried to speak to one, and to cast her illusion over them to make herself match a human form. It was like trying to cast magic over a piece of coral. The body moved, breathed, lived, but something inside was just not there. She had fled, hastily, and forgot trying to speak with the populace after that. Something about this world she'd landed on was all wrong, and she felt the need to keep hidden. Luckily, she had found discarded clothes and cloth scraps, which she used to cover her vivid hair, and mask her Wati-made skirts from view. Her clothes were bright, by human standards. Sea grape green tunic, and long skirt in algae brown. Her shoes were thin and made of wood, and they were wearing rapidly as she walked and walked. She hadn't slept in two days. Out of the grace of Agwe, she'd found a fountain full of spraying water in front of a large tower-like dwelling. It was clean enough for her to drink, and she did consume all that she could. But she knew it wasn't safe enough to rest there, as much as her legs burned for relief. As the evening began to darken the sky, she took refuge in what seemed to be some kind of natural hunting grounds. Or at least, that was what she thought it was. It was in the midst of the city, but there was green, and trees, and a beautiful lake. She had yet to see any creatures, though- perhaps the lake had healthy fish? Her empty belly groaned at the thought, and she rubbed it with a palm. A noise coming near her startled her, and without forethought she pulled a veil of invisibility around herself. But the noise revealed itself to be some kind of machine, one that spoke to her of joining some kind of... league. She frowned slightly, confused, and then she started to follow the map the device gave her.