Well…the beam of white light, so bright that it stood out even in the light of the sun, seemed like a good enough place to aim for. With the awkward shuffle-step of someone whose pants certainly no longer fit their waist, Sara stumbled through the undergrowth, dodging the endless greenery that was all too eager to snag themselves upon the fabric of her shirt or the curled strands of her hair, and soon enough, the novelty of such beautiful greenery turned into a mild frustration. With her shoes in one hand, the green-haired girl awkwardly slapped low-hanging branches out of the way, while with her other hand, she continued to pull up her sagging pants and pull down her oversized shirt. Countless twigs had snapped against her clothes, while now, in the absence of overhead planes and roaring cars, Sara could distinctly hear the drone of flying insects around her, from bees to aphids to cicadas to moths. Hanging from the branches were silkworms and extending between two trees were spiderwebs filled with the corpses of sucked-out insects.

The amount of unpleasant forest-y things she dodged really didn’t compare to the sheer volume of insectan obstacles she had to go through, nor how the pleasant sensation of walking through a lush woodland barefooted was soon replaced by the sorta-squeamish sensation of stepping on a fat caterpillar and feeling all those meat-juices spill inbetween one’s toes. It wasn’t supremely uncomfortable, but she certainly couldn’t recommend this to anyone else, either. Following trails cut into the greenery by animals just meant she ended up having to hop over mounds of old shit, while she felt absolutely awful with bulldozing her way through unsuspecting bushes.

Her misadventures kept her mind off the future and the past, though, and the uncommon strength found in her new body surprised even Sara herself. She certainly was no wilting willow back on Earth, but to think that a [i]child[/i] could display such strength and stamina? Crazy stuff. Queen of the playground, right here.

Like a moth drawn to light, the green-haired girl in unfashionably baggy clothing pushed through the last leg of her journey and stumbled into the clearing, her red eyes flickering up from the ground to the two others who had already gathered. A pretty looking man with long ears, accompanied by a less pretty, more cutesy man who served as an almost perfect counterpoint to the lightbearer.

She blinked, her expression stuck between happiness and curiousity, before Sara swallowed both of those weird things, and walked up to the both of them, offering a hand to the bright kid first. [color=39b54a]“Heyo, Alaela? 13 souls to fight the darkness? Soun- woah, my voice sounds realllly weird. Anyways, you’re here for the same reason I am, yeah?”[/color]
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