Rosaline was shocked as the darkness pulled them in before promptly spitting them back out, rather harshly, onto the floor. Her body fell forward, unable to catch itself before it made contact with the now wet floor. Water dripped around her as she began to stand and as she did the water lifted itself from her ‘skin’, forming little rain droplets that then evaporated. She was drying herself, disliking the heavy wetness holding her down.
“I am here as well, wherever here might be.” She replied; already busy looking around the space. It was a simple room, almost empty save for the individuals who were now strewn across its floor. There was one missing though, Adrian. Had they forgotten him back in the foyer? Had he been caught in that flood? “Adrian, we forgot the poor devil… oh well.” Rose sighed, shrugging her shoulders. She hadn’t liked the demon/ angel hybrid very much. Without another thought to the man she finished surveying the room.
The space was dimly lit, a single lamp turned on in the corner to provide lighting. The only thing that really stood out was the young girl with red eyes. Rosaline’s focus turned to the child, stepping towards them and stooping to be closer to her level.
“Well hello, and who might you be?” she questioned, a small smile on her lips. The nebula truly had a soft spot for children.