Monsters? They're not even machines. They're still pretty monstrous, but she's not used to animal monsters. She's not worried, though. If anything, that makes this easier. Probably. She hopes. Only one way to find out.
Aloy moves in the shadows and what cover she can find, circling around one of the monsters with her bow drawn. An arrow strikes it in the eye, and while it reels, she lunges forward with her spear drawn to deliver a killing blow.
There's more blood than with a machine kill, that's for sure. Aloy glances at her partner, with another arrow on the bow already.
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Officially, she's here for protection. Not that she looks like much, being a young woman with a bow and a spear on her back and a quiver of arrows at her waist. That's not why Aloy wanted to come, though.
She's looking at everything, with her Focus making a glowing blue circle of light over her right ear as she scans what she sees with it. It's... different from what she's seen back home. That's just all the more interesting. She's just drinking it in, fascinated.
She's inclined to wander up to someone working on something particularly interesting and peer over their shoulder in silence for a moment or two before asking, "What is it you're working on?"
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She hadn't been sure about how she felt about the tram to begin with. Once it started moving, she'd decided she liked it well enough, though she'd like it if there was a window she could stick her head out and properly enjoy the speed.
And then it stops. And there's no way out. And that is not nearly as fun as it was a moment ago.
Aloy is up on her feet at once, pounding on the door. "Hey! Can anyone hear me? Open up!" She moves to jam her spear in the door, trying to force it open.
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Monsters? They're not even machines. They're still pretty monstrous, but she's not used to animal monsters. She's not worried, though. If anything, that makes this easier. Probably. She hopes. Only one way to find out.
Aloy moves in the shadows and what cover she can find, circling around one of the monsters with her bow drawn. An arrow strikes it in the eye, and while it reels, she lunges forward with her spear drawn to deliver a killing blow.
There's more blood than with a machine kill, that's for sure. Aloy glances at her partner, with another arrow on the bow already.
ii
Officially, she's here for protection. Not that she looks like much, being a young woman with a bow and a spear on her back and a quiver of arrows at her waist. That's not why Aloy wanted to come, though.
She's looking at everything, with her Focus making a glowing blue circle of light over her right ear as she scans what she sees with it. It's... different from what she's seen back home. That's just all the more interesting. She's just drinking it in, fascinated.
She's inclined to wander up to someone working on something particularly interesting and peer over their shoulder in silence for a moment or two before asking, "What is it you're working on?"
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She hadn't been sure about how she felt about the tram to begin with. Once it started moving, she'd decided she liked it well enough, though she'd like it if there was a window she could stick her head out and properly enjoy the speed.
And then it stops. And there's no way out. And that is not nearly as fun as it was a moment ago.
Aloy is up on her feet at once, pounding on the door. "Hey! Can anyone hear me? Open up!" She moves to jam her spear in the door, trying to force it open.
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