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Joanna Accone ([personal profile] fauntofwisdom) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox 2019-07-01 01:08 am (UTC)

She's well enough that, as she picks the cream up, she reads the label twice and snorts a soft laugh, at least.

"We were fortunate," Joanna says instead of answering directly, just yet. "Four of us met, as the monsters arrived, and things got... a bit heated, heh." Who doesn't appreciate a terrible play on words, right?

As for the real question he's asking...

"...It was so strange, being back in that time," she admits after a moment. "I remember those years, and I can't help but wonder why we were brought to the beginning... But," she hesitates.

It's Garrot and he's kindly, but he hates the wizard, and there's things not worth asking or saying. The idea that it was a riddle, that there was something they were meant to see or learn... He might not want to humor that.

Instead, she shifts back to the fight. "But, there were enough of us to focus on one, then the other. We did well. Haizea and Olivia handled the most of it, tearing off the monsters' legs, and putting out the fire. I'm proud of them. Web and I took more supportive roles, guarding and... lookout, let's say. I did get in the midst of it, and didn't get too torn up."

Besides maybe the burns, which might be from the heat of the monsters instead of the sun. It's hard to say. She massages the cream on her arms in circles, over and over.

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