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Aroda starts to ease up and stand straighter as she begins to fully recognize...yep, that thing definitely looks dead. She does continue to pant a bit - and from the appearance of her breath, you might think it was very cold outside, but indeed, it was not condensation, but trace amounts of...

"The time...eh, late afternoon, probably?" She says, pausing to maneuver her free hand to check her menus, taking a look mainly at the time. "Yeah, that's about right." The Aroda's robo eyes also observe Azykia as she tries eating a magic cracker, like some kinda Polly, with raised brow, but...

Aroda does take the Azykia's hand with her own still slightly cold robo hand, helping her to make her way away from the very wet table, then she wonders about what the girl was actually saying. "Taste magic...? Well, yeah, that makes sense...but I don't really think I should shoot lightning...

"Magic? Well, like I've said...I think I've said it, anyways, but I can use aeromancy, yeah. I thought I might need electricity to power stuff...or shoot lightning." Aroda pauses before trying to demonstrate her lightning powers, realizing with plenty of time that she and Azykia are still wet...

"Oh, man...Azykia..." It was hard not to look at the 'kid' with some pity, as Aroda now imagined that she really was losing all of her senses. There's experiencing new things, and then there's...not being able to experience anything because all of your senses are gone. That just sucks. No need...

Aroda continues to stand there, rubbernecking about as words beyond her understanding are shared back and forth, her confusion never really abating. She was starting to feel like she'd dropped into a scene in the middle of a really wild movie, with no context of the parts before or after...

160 Aroda sat patiently as she waited for the dude to be done planting mines, also hoping that none of them would fail to go off. It would really suck to just leave a landmine in a wheat field. Those kinds of stories are never nice to read about in the real world. She got herself ready when...

160 Aroda examines the hell out of those guns, and while said guns don't look nearly as intimidating as hers, she still finds them quite interesting. Not having obvious vents or anything was apparently not unheard of, but not even having an obvious source of ammo was curious. Considering the...

Aroda squints a bit at Azykia's description that seemed slightly at odds with what she had just witnessed, and experienced, and felt. And was currently feeling actually, now that her head had heated up once more. "...I'm not sure I buy that my happiness was part of her concern here. Maybe she...

160 Aroda had begun to relax a bit, finally, now that she'd found a group of people who all seemed reasonably chill. However, they also all seemed to know each other, so though she'd found company, she also apparently found herself becoming a fourth wheel. How unfortunate. She'd also be...

160 It was a strange sort of night for Aroda. She was trying something new and, while not entirely confident that she'd be fine venturing out on her own like this, she really couldn't help herself. Once she'd heard just a bit about some of the events surrounding this place, the once-lively...

Aroda rolls her eyes, which work now after Celestine's earlier terrorist attack, as Celestine 'defends' herself. "Uh huh...? Well I don't have strong, generalized opinions about any sort of people who act a certain way...but if I had to think of a type I couldn't stand, I think 'maniac that's...

"Wait, you knew someone who invited you to play this game? ...I mean...come to...this realm?" She sighed - keeping this starcalled thing straight was such a hassle. It sounded even dorkier than talking about a video game... Either way, this friend stuff sounded a bit odd to Aroda, who had...

Aroda perked a brow when Askera randomly said hi to her, but just dismissed it as another quirk of this strange man, with his strange mannerisms and strange name. "Insurance...right. Well, lead the way, guy." Accompanying the man out to the danger wheat, she's probably more surprised than he...

Aroda smiles a bit as she's asked, wondering to herself how exactly to put her own motivations to words. Even just learning about this game made it seem interesting, but the longer she played it, the more incredible it seemed in so many ways. She was surprised more people didn't seem as...

Aroda cocked her head in contemplation a bit, as Solaria picked out a hair brush. She hadn't run into any issue with her hair, herself. She wasn't sure if it was because the game made it less of a hassle, or if it was how Magia and their...probably not-real hair worked. It might be the latter...

"Sili...? Yeah, I don't really know all the details. I mostly just know the saying...if it moves and it's not supposed to, use duct tape, if it's not moving and it's supposed to, use WD-40." Aroda recites an old, ancient wisdom to the girl who hadn't heard of WD-40, something passed on to her...

Aroda tilts her head as her new, and unusual, conversation partner started his talk about the boundaries, what 'starcalled' get up to...as well as his job. This guy traveled a lot, huh? Apparently had an important job, and even...had a job in the game. There really were all kinds, playing this...

"Sure, that's all you did - I'm supposed to trust that, how? You haven't exactly been truthful so far!" With a groan, Aroda starts to try and wring more water off her clothes while she continues. "Oh, of course, you're just helping out, letting people think they're dry, for comfort. Gotta make...

Aroda's flabbergastment is yet gain, unabated. She looks more directly at Celestine now, since she's clearly the only one who could even explain what might have happened, but all she gets is... "What happened that was scary? I'm allergic to magic? Dead eyes? What does that even mean?" The case...