Leave the Future in the Past, We're Living in the Present now, Baby!
It barely took any time for the woman who was dressed rather casually. A snap of her fingers after bringing up her archive screens and presses a spot on the map to indicate she wants to travel there before she blips from existence and back in in the Sakuramori forest. She donned a purple short kimono, a pair of dark purple thigh high stockings with a pair of platform wooden high heeled geta’s on her feet. One of her arms donned a black sleeve under the arms of her kimono.
Her phlox purple eyes look around the forest before she pulls up a screen again. Her mother had informed her about talks of some Midian people traveling through the forest once upon a time ages ago. Of course, that got her curious and wanting to see if she could find anything. There were plenty of secrets in this forest anyways if the rumors her mother heard were false. Who knew what lay within this forest.
It took a moment but another two blips came up from behind her. Her companions. Olly, and Greyhound. Olly was a little exceed who absolutely adored the winter seasons, and Greyhound was a cyborg covered head to toe in armor with a mask covering his true face. Oh how the dragon slayer wished she could take off his mask, but she bet it would be rude to even ask.
“What are we looking for, Mistress Lethe?” Greyhound says in a deep voice.
She glares back at him and pinches her nose. “Drop the ‘Mistress’ before I kick you…” She growls. Her eyes travel back to the forest. “We’re on the hunt for an old Midian cargo lost in the woods from at least a century and a half ago, maybe longer. Contains clothes and little accessories and some old home supplies from then. Or something else of value.” She shrugs her shoulders as she placed her hands on a sword that was on her hip. Protection was needed in case this place wasn’t too friendly, not that she even needed her sword honestly. At this point her sword was nothing more than a toy in her hands with the strength she accumulated.
Olly flew up next to his slayer and tilted his head. “So we’re looking for clothes? Will they be wrapped up?” He giggles as Lethe barely glanced to him.
“Yup. They should be. Else they’d be ruined and this mission is pointless.” She let her eyes trail around the forest, seeing if there could be any clue as to where they needed to go. She wanted that cargo, and badly.
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#98AFC7-Lethe || #669999-Veles || Olly #00ffff || Greyhound #ff7f0e
Tag: @Caelestis Icarus Zephyr
Enemies: ???