After arriving in an entirely unexpected fashion, Valeria settled down to wait for someone to come get her. She did not need this right now, not with the mess going on back home, but massive inconvenience when she had pressing plans was her life. When a whole 10 minutes of annoyed sulking contemplation of her circumstances had passed with no hint of rescue...well, clearly it was time to rescue herself. Easier said than done, at least in a ruined city that seemed to have been made for people roughly five times her (admittedly unimpressive) height, but Val was completely incapable of admitting defeat, or even the need for help, unless particularly recalcitrant snack packaging was involved.
That was why there was a tiny human child, in a black and glowing green skintight suit that made her look like a Tron extra, climbing fearlessly among the ruins of the old communications network, all the while muttering to herself.
"Definitely going to need to build a zero-point power station..."
THE CITY
annoyed sulkingcontemplation of her circumstances had passed with no hint of rescue...well, clearly it was time to rescue herself. Easier said than done, at least in a ruined city that seemed to have been made for people roughly five times her (admittedly unimpressive) height, but Val was completely incapable of admitting defeat, or even the need for help, unless particularly recalcitrant snack packaging was involved.That was why there was a tiny human child, in a black and glowing green skintight suit that made her look like a Tron extra, climbing fearlessly among the ruins of the old communications network, all the while muttering to herself.
"Definitely going to need to build a zero-point power station..."