[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/88KWNj5/OTbanner.png[/img] [sup]____________________________________________________[/sup] [color=FFC6C6][u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 95/70[/color] [color=2e2c2c]------[/color] [color=BC8DBF][u]Level[/u]: [b]4[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 37/40[/color] [color=gray]𝙱𝙿[/color] [color=gold]●[/color][color=gray]●●●●[/color] [color=2e2c2c]----------------------------[/color] [color=gray]𝙱𝙿[/color] [color=gold]●[/color][color=gray]●●●●[/color] [color=lightgray]Word Count: 1065 (+2 exp)[color=FFC6C6](+11 collab)[/color] [b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky[/color][/center] It was amazing what a decent night's sleep could do for a person. Once booking rooms in Gerudo Town's inn was taken care of, Primrose bid Jesse, Ann, and Sectonia a brief farewell before making her way to the public bath. She'd gone back and forth with herself on whether to just go in the morning or not, but it was too far from the inn and she would sleep much better without the lingering sand clinging to her skin. With some direction from the alien queen, Primrose found her destination. After a wash of her hair, body and clothes it was back to the inn dressed in the Gerudo-style [url=https://i.ibb.co/86BZPWn/Bot-W-Sumati-Model.png]clothes[/url] she'd picked up from Yuria's shop. Weary from the climb, the descent, subsequent battle, and then the brawl in the street, Primrose fell to sleep as soon as he head hit the pillow. She barely stirred, and didn't wake until sunlight began streaming through the room's window. With morning come, the dancer joined the other Seeker ladies as they made their way out of town and back toward the oasis where their male counterparts were no doubt waiting for them. Meanwhile, there was a kindred soul in Kara Kara Bazaar's inn that had similarly slept like the dead. With all of the events that day plus the migraine-inducing information dump he'd experienced after being freed of Galeem's influence, Therion was mentally exhausted on a level he'd scarcely known before. After dragging himself to a room and locking himself inside, he'd only just managed to kick off his footwear before throwing himself on the bed and curling up to sleep. Normally a very light sleeper, Therion only blinked awake after hours of black unconsciousness at the sound of a man threatening to throw him into a lake. It was an irritating to start to the day not because of Vandham's shouting (he'd gotten plenty used to the early birds H'aanit and Olberic waking everyone up each morning), but because he hadn't been awake before that. [i]I guess fighting a giant armored worm with the multi-world circus will do that to a person,[/i] he thought. Therion laid there on his back for a few more minutes, scrubbing at his face to chase the lingering drowsiness away. The short chain of the fool's bangle was tapping uncomfortably at his chin as if urging him to get a move on. With a long suffering sigh he swung his legs out of bed and stood. He was out the door and into the oasis a moment later. With a whole parade of interesting and unusual characters making their way past the Kara Kara market stalls and toward the saloon, it was easy enough to lift his preferred breakfast while those tending shop were distracted. His preferred breakfast being apples. There were a lot more other fruits for sale here in comparison to the noble apple, so Therion grabbed a banana bunch for ha-has alongside the apples, all swiftly and secretly tucked under his shawl where no one was the wiser. With the size of the group they ended up taking a majority of the space inside the saloon, spread out over a few tables. Primrose arrived after her fellow Orsterran, and she drifted over to the chair next to his after stopping by the bar for a quick order of food. The thief had his own mug of coffee in hand, sipping it nonchalantly as they all listened to Alice's report. [color=D34C25]"A train hub..."[/color] Primrose said, picturing the place in her mind. If pressed she would admit that she was a little tired of trains, given most of her experience with them over the last two days was of the life-or-death kind. Still, she couldn't deny their usefulness. And this place's usefulness even more so, if it quickly connected to areas all over the continent. Following Poppi's train of thought the dancer commented, [color=D34C25]"If it easily connects to distant places, it would help in getting to the other Guardians as well. Very advantageous for us."[/color] [color=BC8DBF]"And convenient."[/color] With a plan of action, the Seekers doubled down on eating their respective breakfasts - though Midna laid out her own separate plan for the day. Glad that she was still planning to go to the mountain, Primrose spoke up after the Twilight Princess. [color=D34C25]"I still intend to join Midna,"[/color] she said. Assuming the imp would still have her along. [color=D34C25]"As she mentioned, we can meet up with everyone again afterward."[/color] Now she was even more glad she'd purchased an outfit that had pants. Technically she did still have a loose appointment with that tailor in town as well... but if the Virgin Victory was in flying shape sooner than later, she'd just have to miss it. Or if they were lucky enough to find a train getting close to the Alcamoth, she could stop by whenever there was free time. Primrose glanced at Therion, curious to see where he would go. She wouldn't mind his company on the mountain, but when the man in question caught her eye he frowned. [color=BC8DBF]"If I never climb another mountain in my life, it will still be too soon,"[/color] he said flatly. So it was decided. Primrose hoped those going to the train station would find what they were looking for without much trouble, though to be honest that didn't seem likely. Trouble seemed to follow the Seekers wherever they went, attracting attention to them like flies to honey. Or maybe they simply were the trouble. Well, speaking of attracting attention a boy and his little critter companion made his way over to the group, seeking a way out of the desert just the same as them. Therion regarded the latest stranger somewhat suspiciously - after all who just walked up to a group of weird and dangerous looking people like that. He ended up leaning in his chair toward Big Band and asking, [color=BC8DBF]"What the hell is a PokΓ©mon Trainer?"[/color] While Primrose actually answered Bede's question. [color=D34C25]"Apparently so. We can show you the way, if you like."[/color] Was it uncouth to invite someone to tag along with a group she wouldn't be present in? Yes it was, but Primrose doubted any of the kind people she'd come to know over the last few days would deny a boy a way out of the desert. It wasn't like bringing him to a battlefield, and if anyone really took exception then she'd just make it up to them later.