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Linnea hadn't flown very far, but high enough where she noticed smoke from the nearby village. As she was about to head off, she heard the commotion by the dirt path, and turned around to see more people showing up. Becoming curious, Linnea floated as close as she dared, but staying inside tree cover to see what they were talking about.
A policewoman? A soldier? They looked scary, but maybe it would be safe to be with them. At the very least, they were the closest to being authorities as she was going to find out here in the forest. It was after the happy looking young man asked for the village that Linnea made a decision. These were probably the others from Earth, so might as well work together. If anything bad happens, she can just fly away.

Linnea floats over to the group, revealing herself, but keeping above them so that they cant reach her (through normal means).
"Hi, um- hi. Eh-Excuse me, the village..." Linnea stops to take a deep breath, and points, "The village is over that way. It's not far, but maybe it will take us a while to get there... maybe."
Linnea suddenly sat up, looked around, and had to stop herself from panicking. She still had her duffle bag, which she clutched to her chest in small comfort, but her wheelchair! Her wheelchair, the cursed object that was both her ball n' chain and her source of independence, was missing.
Seeing that the wheelchair definitely wasn't around, Linnea closed her eyes and breathed deeply to calm herself. After a few moments, having calmed down, she began to check her body to both see if she was unharmed and to test out her degrading muscles, a habit she formed over the last year. To her surprise, she felt good. Great in fact! She hadn't felt this good, this healthy in a long time, so she tentatively decided to stand up. She did! She really did! And she was able to stand effortlessly! She felt so happy and giddy that she did a small jumping cheer.

Linnea didn't land. At the height of her tiny jump, her body just stayed there, floating in the air. Wide eyed, Linnea immediately started flailing around, causing her body to slowly but erratically rotate into odd angles. Linnea stopped when it became evident that she wasn't going anywhere, panting and sweating a bit from the panicked exertion. This oddly felt good, since she didn't remember the last time she worked herself like this, and it was like her body was screaming out with joyous tears that it was alive and healthy.
This calmed her down a bit and she noticed her bag on the forest floor. If she was gonna float off somewhere, she didn't want to leave with out it, so she reached to pick it up. She was out of reach of her bag, but without thinking, she floated closer to the bag and was able to grab it. Linnea immediately jerked with surprise.
Then it clicked!. She let go of the bag, and willed herself towards the ground, landing gently on her feet. Then, with a smile, she willed herself up, higher and higher until she broke through the treetops. She started giggling to herself, then laughing. A light-hearted and free laugh. She couldn't 'fly' very fast, but it was still the best feeling in the world!

After flying around for a bit and getting the initial joy out of her system, she heard a loud chant. She froze. It was a pretty short chant, but was one of the words sandwich?! Whoever was shouting, it seemed far away, but the sounds in the forest were muffled, so maybe it was closer than Linnea thought. She quickly floated down and grabbed her bag now with the weight of the situation finally crashing down on her. She was a stranger in a strange land. Who knew what manner of creatures or monsters are out here. She needed to be careful. Then she looked down at herself. Wearing a dress seemed impractical, especially in an unknown world, and now that she could fly. Linnea flew up into thicker tree cover, and hoping no one, other than the strange but oddly cute monkey things, were looking, changed out of her dress into a pair of blessed jeans, an undershirt, and an oversized pink dress shirt (one of her brother's favorites before he outgrew it). She put away her sandals since they would fall off. She didn't have any other footwear, but that should be fine since she would be flying most of the time.

It was then she heard a scream. A blood curdling scream of fear. Anxiety rising, Linnea finished rolling up her sleeves above her elbow, slung her duffle bag over her shoulder and flew off. She unknowingly flew past a woman in a tree before she found a small brook. She flew down, drank a handful of sweet water and saw a large horned woman, leaving the brook.
Linnea stared in wide eyed fear. Other than fly away, what was she to do? Strange chants, fearful screams, large monsters. She had to deal with these and also save this land of Kite and her own! Wait, that's right. The voice! It said there were others, and a village nearby!

Letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding, Linnea flew away from the brook, seeking this supposed village.
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Cool, cant wait :)
Ok, so maybe Chie has already seen Boom, so she isn't excited or wowed by the introduction, probably puts on a bored attitude?
Maybe instead she spends the time looking at how her lance mates react to their cogs. Maybe seeing them excited about their cogs/mechs will make them more relatable to Chie, or at the very least it's a common point for all 3 to get along?
She could also go over to one of the others and make snide comments on how their cogs are ok, but Boom is the best and most powerful, and give a whole specs list as proof.

Hope these help.
@VitaVitaAR Hey Vita, do you want help, or need ideas for your next post?
Looking over at Ignatius, Senna had to think a bit on how she was to answer before saying

"I am doing quite well thank you. As for who I am, my name is Sennafing, an inexperienced adventurer, which I will probably be for many days yet, other than just tonight. How are you doing? Any tips on adventuring for me, or guarding in this case? What is that imp thing? Is it a book?!"

Senna forgot about keeping her maw shut.
Senna pranced into to the tavern, ordered a shepherd's pie with a flagon of chilled milk, and sat down to observe. She was very curious about the other members of the expedition, and really wanted to ask them many, many questions. But she also wanted to make a good first impression, so she decided to keep her maw shut for the most part and just observe them.

She was watching the centuar busy being mysterious when Anu'din walked into the tavern and up to Karu with a question. This got Senna's attention and she very obviously started paying attention to their conversation.
Name: Linnea Falk
Age: 11
Sex: Female

At around 4 foot tall, Linnea is a thin and tiny girl with a kind face that is used to smiling and vivid light-green eyes that hide Linnea's yearning for freedom from the prison that is her frail body. Slow of movement, a quiet voice and long, ethereal white hair give her the feeling of a wintry ghost in slow motion. She wears oversized hand-me-down dress shirts and sweaters over dresses and skirts for convenience sake, but prefers jeans and pants whenever she has the strength to put them on.

Personality: Linnea is a melancholy mix of kindness, sadness, curiosity/naiveté, and in stark contrast to her weak body, an iron will and determination. She has found it her personal calling to be kind-hearted and almost always has a smile on her face and a greeting for others. But, Linnea doesn't really laugh. She smiles often, most of them forced, but she's used to it. Her sadness and anguish comes from the fact that she feels she is a burden on her family, and that she misses them so much. Her smile is a way for her to hide/push away the sadness so that others wont worry over her and to show how appreciative she is.
Because of her sheltered upbringing, she is very curious about the outside world, it's peoples and cultures. She can be very curious about strangers, but too shy to ask too many questions. She loves all cuisine and is always willing to try new food. She also really loves flowers! Her most used color is white, but her favorite color is yellow. She has a strange and almost unconscious habit of picking up small objects to fiddle with while she is deep in thought or engaged in conversation, and then later realizing she has the object and not knowing where she got it from.

Background: Linnea grew up in a loving but struggling family with a single mother who worked herself to the bone, and an older brother who dreamed of going to college, then making it big and bringing prosperity to their poor family. Linnea always had a weak health and constitution, but a year ago she was diagnosed with a rare muscle disease. She could still walk, but she got tired very quickly and easily, and the doctors said it would only get worse.
It was then, because of expensive medical costs, that her brother decided to quite school to take on multiple jobs and help out the family, but the mother wouldn't allow it and there were many arguments. They finally decided that the brother would at least finish high school before joining the workforce, but even then, the mother was heart broken that her hard work couldn't even allow her son to go to college. Linnea saw all this. Saw how much they loved her and worked hard for her. She loved them So much! But she could do nothing for them. So she smiled for them. Even if she would cry and cry on the inside, she would and least smile and show her appreciation for being loved so much.
On her eleventh birthday they took her to a nearby flower plantation where they had a fun and peaceful day enjoying the flowers, the sun, and a picnic. Her mother and brother both got her a white poppy flower each, which made Linnea really happy. But then, her mother cried. She cried and begged for forgiveness for not being able to give Linnea a better birthday, a better life. Linnea and her brother both tried to soothe her, but they both ended up crying instead, all of them holding onto each other.
The next day, Linnea packed a duffle bag, left a loving goodbye note on the kitchen table, and left home...

Powers: Linnea's powers basically give her stereotypical ghost abilities. She can hover as if she is in a zero-g state, but she can control her direction and orientation with ease. She can't fly very fast (yet), only at normal walking pace. She can also become immaterial and phase through objects and people. Eventually, she may be able to make objects and other people fly and phase like she can, as long as she is touching it/them.

Personal Motive: Linnea doesn't know how she will ever be able to do it, but she wants to one day become able-bodied and financially successful so that she can take care of her mother and brother, who have both sacrificed so much to care and love her. She wants to return that 10 fold.
A small goal in her life is to sample/experience all the types of food from around the world.

Mementos: Other than a duffle bag of clothing, she brought with her a family photo album with 2 pressed white poppy blossoms in it (one with a blue ribbon, and one with a green ribbon). Linnea felt really bad for taking the photo album, but she needs it, and will occasionally look through it to reinforce her determination.
Name: Linnea Falk
Age: 11
Sex: Female

At around 4 foot tall, Linnea is a thin and tiny girl with a kind face that is used to smiling and vivid light-green eyes that hide Linnea's yearning for freedom from the prison that is her frail body. Slow of movement, a quiet voice and long, ethereal white hair give her the feeling of a wintry ghost in slow motion. She wears oversized hand-me-down dress shirts and sweaters over dresses and skirts for convenience sake, but prefers jeans and pants whenever she has the strength to put them on.

Personality: Linnea is a melancholy mix of kindness, sadness, curiosity/naiveté, and in stark contrast to her weak body, an iron will and determination. She has found it her personal calling to be kind-hearted and almost always has a smile on her face and a greeting for others. But, Linnea doesn't really laugh. She smiles often, most of them forced, but she's used to it. Her sadness and anguish comes from the fact that she feels she is a burden on her family, and that she misses them so much. Her smile is a way for her to hide/push away the sadness so that others wont worry over her and to show how appreciative she is.
Because of her sheltered upbringing, she is very curious about the outside world, it's peoples and cultures. She can be very curious about strangers, but too shy to ask too many questions. She loves all cuisine and is always willing to try new food. She also really loves flowers! Her most used color is white, but her favorite color is yellow. She has a strange and almost unconscious habit of picking up small objects to fiddle with while she is deep in thought or engaged in conversation, and then later realizing she has the object and not knowing where she got it from.

Background: Linnea grew up in a loving but struggling family with a single mother who worked herself to the bone, and an older brother who dreamed of going to college, then making it big and bringing prosperity to their poor family. Linnea always had a weak health and constitution, but a year ago she was diagnosed with a rare muscle disease. She could still walk, but she got tired very quickly and easily, and the doctors said it would only get worse.
It was then, because of expensive medical costs, that her brother decided to quite school to take on multiple jobs and help out the family, but the mother wouldn't allow it and there were many arguments. They finally decided that the brother would at least finish high school before joining the workforce, but even then, the mother was heart broken that her hard work couldn't even allow her son to go to college. Linnea saw all this. Saw how much they loved her and worked hard for her. She loved them So much! But she could do nothing for them. So she smiled for them. Even if she would cry and cry on the inside, she would and least smile and show her appreciation for being loved so much.
On her eleventh birthday they took her to a nearby flower plantation where they had a fun and peaceful day enjoying the flowers, the sun, and a picnic. Her mother and brother both got her a white poppy flower each, which made Linnea really happy. But then, her mother cried. She cried and begged for forgiveness for not being able to give Linnea a better birthday, a better life. Linnea and her brother both tried to soothe her, but they both ended up crying instead, all of them holding onto each other.
The next day, Linnea packed a duffle bag, left a loving goodbye note on the kitchen table, and left home...

Powers: Linnea's powers basically give her stereotypical ghost abilities. She can hover as if she is in a zero-g state, but she can control her direction and orientation with ease. She can't fly very fast (yet), only at normal walking pace. She can also become immaterial and phase through objects and people. Eventually, she may be able to make objects and other people fly and phase like she can, as long as she is touching it/them.

Personal Motive: Linnea doesn't know how she will ever be able to do it, but she wants to one day become able-bodied and financially successful so that she can take care of her mother and brother, who have both sacrificed so much to care and love her. She wants to return that 10 fold.
A small goal in her life is to sample/experience all the types of food from around the world.

Mementos: Other than a duffle bag of clothing, she brought with her a family photo album with 2 pressed white poppy blossoms in it (one with a blue ribbon, and one with a green ribbon). Linnea felt really bad for taking the photo album, but she needs it, and will occasionally look through it to reinforce her determination.
Sennafing was excited. Quite excited in fact.
Senna had spent most of her life juggling between helping her brood mother take care of the young ones and working as a runner for messages and deliveries. It was only a few months ago that Senna convinced her mother to let her join the United Alliance. Finally, this was gonna be her first real mission! She was so giddy that she spent her time trying not to fidget and keep still through Alen's tiny speech. Best not to give a bad impression to the client and the group.

Then Senna looked at the people who were to be her comrades for this journey. Senna openly stared at Anu'din until he left. She knew it was rude and felt bad for it, but she couldn't help it. She had never seen a majin before and she hoped he was friendly.
They all looked like hardened adventurers! If any thing bad happened, it would probably be Senna's fault, and she was nervous and scared that she would screw up from lack of experience. But she couldn't have that. This was her first mission! She had to do her best! Letting out a breath to calm herself she addressed the remaining group.

"Good day Everyone!" Senna squeaked. "Ahem! My name is Sennafing, but please call me Senna! I am an inexperienced adventurer but I will try my best! I hope we can all get along!"
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