[b][i]Palace of the Blachrenae, Renovation[/i][/b]

Elise slapped herself on the cheek. There was no way any of this was real.

After witnessing a tear in reality itself and getting whisked away to a castle beyond her own world, here she was being told that she and a bunch of other people (including the bunny girl, was she even human?) were going on a quest to save the multiverse. She'd seen massive beasts and malicious phantoms, and she knew that her own world was not one, but two worlds interconnected, coexisting as one. Despite all of this, the idea that there were much more worlds never crossed her mind. She'd have liked to ask the moogle, but the moment the man with the shield came into view he immediately became quiet and hopped onto his arm, safely behind his shield. Maybe he was his boss or something.

She felt that there was something wrong here. It wasn't that the bunny-girl and unassuming woman with the scarf had beef with each other or that the couple (maybe they were siblings?) seemed to be measuring up the castle guards. It was that this mission entrusted to her was one much bigger than the ones she had previously gone through. The fact that not only her world [i]and[/i] the world of the Phantoms but also numerous other worlds she had never laid her feet on made her nervous. She had resolved to taking short swigs of the potion the guard had given her (it tasted really good, like rice wine, but better) while leisurely listening to the info dump about to come, but the revelations only made her heart beat faster.

Still, she tried her very best to conceal her nervousness. Years of experience had taught her that within any kingdom, there would always be a mole. That mole would always be really good at reading people. Her always-shut eyes never failed to give people the impression that she was either unassuming or a complete psychopath.

But wait, if someone as important as Tocsax was in this palace, then what would stop the enemy from attacking? What would stop them from attacking right here, right now, with force befitting someone whose name was known throughout the worlds? Would the keyblades her companions wielded be enough to fend off such an onslaught?

Elise downed the potion, quietly put its flask on the floor, and slowly made her way to a white haired kid who seemed friendly enough. She was going crazy, and she needed someone to talk to. [color=lightgreen]"Hey, what do you think of all of this?"[/color] She tried making her voice as low and passive as possible.

She had made a mistake, as she was planning to talk to someone as unassuming as she was in order to avoid drawing attention. The tension was really getting to her. Also, the way she took in information without moving her head to glance at things (she had her other senses for that) would probably creep out the kid, but he seemed to be eerily focused on the presentation. For her, that evened it out.

[@Letter Bee] [@Gentlemanvaultboy]