Damiann47

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Silvia shrugged. "Exactly that, I got have absolutely no idea at all how I got here, one moment I was somewhere a lot warmer and in the next I was here." That said she was starting to remember a little more, definitely not the very cause of this mess, although she was certain something big happened before she got thrown into a blizzard, just she couldn't recall exactly what. A sort of vague feeling of a memory being there, but that was about it.

She then sighed yet again. "Arcadia, Axis Mundi... never heard of those cities, and those clothes of yours like I said before, I've never seen anyone dress like you. So yeah if there is some teleportation shenanigans going on here, it took me way far away. So far that I doubt you'll know where I'm from anyway."

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@Hostile

Post will be coming a bit later, unless I use my phone and in which case it'll probably be a tad worse. Just as a heads up.

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"Well, because I'm probably not supposed to be here." Silvia started with her explanation, and yes she fully intended to be upfront with this guy. "Gotta be honest, I didn't plan to be standing in the middle a blizzard, especially while wearing these clothes and yeah they are meant for much warmer weather."

She stopped for a moment to carefully take in Parker's own clothes, then sighed. "I have never seen clothes like that either, so my best guess is I'm very far from home, however the problem is I got no idea how I got here. Zero idea, like there are literal holes in my memory. Actually kinda pissed about this, but I got lucky so can't complain too much. Oh and uh, thanks for pulling me out of that mess. Not being dead is nice." She made sure to at least give some thanks, both out of common courtesy, and the fact she would likely die later on without his help.

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The next series of events were nothing but a blur to Silvia, who was still awake fortunately enough. Before she truly realized it she was lying down covered with a blanket and was definitely indoors. It seemed the man knew exactly how to treat hypothermia, something that the woman never dreamed she would have to deal with, but she survived her brush with it. Her head rolled to the side to look at the glass of water, and after a moment sat up to take it. To take a drink from a stranger in other situations might not be recommended, yet she figured since he went through the effort of saving her life that she wasn't in any danger, besides she wasn't the paranoid type either.

Silvia took a sip from the glass, not quite enjoying the taste of warm water if she were to be honest, still she needed to warm up. "Silvia." She eventually responded to his question and gave the glass back with a nod. She then fell back onto the couch, after which she gave a long drawn out sigh. "What about you? Got a name?"

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Silvia offered no resistance as the man guided her along, not that she could do a thing if she wanted. Besides while in a dangerous, undoubtedly fatal situation she wasn't about to turn down the help unless she truly had a death wish. Now that she was closer to the man she was able to get a better idea of his appearance, which was odd to put it a way. The fabric of this coat was foreign, well actually that was the case for his entire garb, he did however look prepared for arctic climates so he had to be a local of some kind. His looks were about average, far from ugly but nothing remarkable to be frank. Above all else, he wanted to help and she intended to capitalize on that.

Her shivering only worsened as they continued to shuffle along, her hands were fully numb and probably frostbit far as she could tell, in fact her entire body was starting to truly feel the effects of the cold. Quite suddenly, Silvia lost her footing and fell to the ground despite the man's assistance as her legs had given out completely, the freezing conditions finally sapped most of her energy. She was still conscious, but barely so.

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Silvia's attention was quite suddenly drawn to a nearby voice, although at first she wasn't sure if anyone was there given the harsh conditions. At this point she was seriously shivering after only a few minutes of exposure, which meant she wasn't in any condition to fight if things were to go south. The man in question was difficult to make out despite how close they stood to each other, yet he had a distinctly odd air to him. Perhaps it was the cold getting to her.

She attempted to open her mouth to speak, but was then abruptly interrupted by a heavy gust of wind which was almost enough to completely knock her down. Silvia after regaining her footing tried to talk again, however she couldn't muster the energy to form any words, not when her entire body so mind numbingly cold. Instead she nodded her head, hoping that the stranger could see her well enough.

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@Hostile

-40 Celieus is pretty damn cold, but suppose the idea is that she's supposed to succumb to the weather. Anyway I posted.

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Silvia had no idea what happened, or where she was. What she did know that it was cold, very cold, which made sense considering appeared to be caught in the middle of a blizzard. There were troubling gaps in her memory, troubling in the way that while she could remember her name, and everything else about herself, this of course meant she didn't have amnesia... just after a certain point her memory simply went blank.

In the moment however she had more important priorities, the very top one being a basic desire to not die. Her clothing was horribly ill suited for the weather, hell she could already feel her fingers and grow numb after standing there for a minute at most. At least she were wearing boots, so that was a silver lining despite how insignificant it really was in the bigger picture.

After looking around trying to locate any kind of landmark, just something to help her figure out where she was, or even better a place she could take shelter. Her eyes strained against the snow, but she was able see what appeared to be a lit silhouettes of some structures, though she definitely couldn't tell more than that. She reasoned these buildings had to be quite far away, yet she would rather take her chances instead of laying down to die in the snow. With her arms held close to her body in a meager attempt to preserve body heat, Silvia slowly started to make her way to what she hoped was shelter, fighting the snow and wind along the way.

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@Hostile

Yup that's why I said I'll modify the sheet. Now I decided not to include a history because honestly I figure having the mystery about her past would be more fun, hope you don't mind.

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Name:Silvia

Age: 23

Gender: Female

"Occupation": Pugilist

Picture

Physical Description: Silva isn't visually impressive at a average height and build. Other than a large scar at her torso her body is generally free from any blemishes. Her clothing is simple and nonrestrictive, the kind of stuff that will allow a full range of movement. The difference between the picture and reality; she wears actual boots instead of heels, and she doesn't wear a corset.

Personality: Silvia is actually quite the friendly individual, not the happy go lucky type, but she isn't the one to brood. As what might be expected she is generally laid back, perhaps even lazy. While its true she would be perfectly content to lay about for weeks at a time, she can still get the job done when it's time. It isn't hard to become fast friends with Silvia, but it also isn't hard to enemies with her, then once that happens it can be hard to convince her otherwise. Along those same lines she has also been known to hold grudges, sometimes for years.