She can feel it in her very bones, down into her soul. It stirs unnaturally there, making her uneasy and restless. She paces. She writes in her notebook. It feels too much like advancing Moonlight Syndrome and that worries her.
At night she flees her home to wander the streets, watching the moons with a furrowed brow, and it's here she comes across Miang-Si, fleeing from her own home. She debates what to do, but there's a pull in her mind that tells her she should follow.
So.. .Ruka does. She follows, trailing behind, feeling like a spectre herself as she watches, as she follows. The skeletons-turned-beautiful-women is like, weird? But honestly not that freaky for Ruka. She just frowns and leans over too far trying to see them better.
And then...the boat is bumped. Ruka doesn't know if it's actually just herself losing balance, or if it's these women, but into the water Ruka goes, arms wrapping around her neck, a mouth pressed to her own. She can't see much as she sinks, her body locked up. What are they doing, where is she going?
When they let her go at the bottom of the lake, she takes a deep breath and holds it, looking around wildly, fingers grasping at the clothing and the strips of the white shroud that catch her eye.
And now...which way was up?]
B. A- Hunting We Will Go
[Ruka is not a fighter by any means. She doesn't particularly know how to defend herself, beyond basic, uh, flailing. And her camera, but she doesn't think that'll be that much help against anything.
She brings it anyhow, and her notebook, just so she can write what's happening.
Maybe you've been walking with her and have to deal with a dagger wanting blood, or helping to protect her from one of the monster things?
But what she's most interested in is the clearing, though she covers her mouth and nose to avoid the mold spores with an uneasy look.]
No bodies... Did those monsters take them? [Or eat them whole? Somehow? She crouches down, poking around the belongings and taking out her notebook to catalogue what she finds.]
C. Everything else
[Maybe you're someone she's already spoken to who's wondering where the hell she's been for three days when she returns from the expedition, or someone who finds her walking back from the lake, soaking wet. Or maybe you're trying to advertise her as a worthy mate for Miang-Si? Whatever u need it can go here!]
Ruka Minazuki | Fatal Frame: Mask of the Lunar Eclipse
[There's something wrong with the moon.
She can feel it in her very bones, down into her soul. It stirs unnaturally there, making her uneasy and restless. She paces. She writes in her notebook. It feels too much like advancing Moonlight Syndrome and that worries her.
At night she flees her home to wander the streets, watching the moons with a furrowed brow, and it's here she comes across Miang-Si, fleeing from her own home. She debates what to do, but there's a pull in her mind that tells her she should follow.
So.. .Ruka does. She follows, trailing behind, feeling like a spectre herself as she watches, as she follows. The skeletons-turned-beautiful-women is like, weird? But honestly not that freaky for Ruka. She just frowns and leans over too far trying to see them better.
And then...the boat is bumped. Ruka doesn't know if it's actually just herself losing balance, or if it's these women, but into the water Ruka goes, arms wrapping around her neck, a mouth pressed to her own. She can't see much as she sinks, her body locked up. What are they doing, where is she going?
When they let her go at the bottom of the lake, she takes a deep breath and holds it, looking around wildly, fingers grasping at the clothing and the strips of the white shroud that catch her eye.
And now...which way was up?]
B. A- Hunting We Will Go
[Ruka is not a fighter by any means. She doesn't particularly know how to defend herself, beyond basic, uh, flailing. And her camera, but she doesn't think that'll be that much help against anything.
She brings it anyhow, and her notebook, just so she can write what's happening.
Maybe you've been walking with her and have to deal with a dagger wanting blood, or helping to protect her from one of the monster things?
But what she's most interested in is the clearing, though she covers her mouth and nose to avoid the mold spores with an uneasy look.]
No bodies... Did those monsters take them? [Or eat them whole? Somehow? She crouches down, poking around the belongings and taking out her notebook to catalogue what she finds.]
C. Everything else
[Maybe you're someone she's already spoken to who's wondering where the hell she's been for three days when she returns from the expedition, or someone who finds her walking back from the lake, soaking wet. Or maybe you're trying to advertise her as a worthy mate for Miang-Si? Whatever u need it can go here!]