[h2]Angela[/h2]

The girl woke up. 

At a time which to her seemed like just a number of moments ago, she was in a room of a house, applying pigments to a surface. She couldn't call it her house, as she didn't own it, and she couldn't call it painting, because it'd imply she had any amount of talent or skill in it. It was a diligent attempt, though. It also was however much time ago and likely incredibly far away. Then her life as she knew it broke entirely, like it has at least once in the past.

[color=9e0b0f]"Get a move on, missy. There's people here."[/color] This voice came from behind her, startling her. Angela jolted into a sitting position, pushing the lid of the pod she was in away, and looked around. She heard a click of something pointy moving to her right, so she turned that way. 

The sight that greeted her was that of a tall woman with a stern look on her face and a green dress on her body. Her brown hair didn't exactly frame her hair as much as backgrounded it, a rose-adorned headband keeping it away from engulfing her head. A symmetrical, if somewhat longer arc of roses framed her neckline. 

And, well, there still was the large amount of other pods in the background.

The woman shifted her weight to another leg. The clicking sound of her shoes was somewhat weird - instead of a single click of a heel, it made multiple, overlaid clicks. Catching Angela's gaze, the woman smiled, her face an image of haughty confidence. [color=9e0b0f]"I understand you'd like to keep looking, but you've got getting up to do."[/color] she said.

Angela turned aside to let her legs hang off the edge of the pod, then jumped down onto the ground. Her hands reached to her side, briefly seeking a nonexistent bag, then gave up. Then she considered the further course of action. The world was completely unknown save for the fact she was still a person and the objects around her were objects that could be seen and touched. There was a mention of other people - maybe they'd know something. 

Angela walked over to the pair of what turned out to be young men rather than a mixed pair, completely ignoring the green-dressed woman or anyone else. "Hello. Who are you?" she addressed them with all the grace and proficiency of a person playing chess after only having been explained the rules.