On a nearby shore, a blue-haired woman was beginning to rouse herself where she was lying. She shifted in her soaked-through clothes, an ornate katana held by her side in a death grip. Despite looking horribly battered and half-drowned, the Marine Captain Tashigi pulled herself back to consciousness quickly, and promptly took stock of the new environment she found herself in.
"Ugh, that storm... at least after getting swept off the ship, I ended up on this... what kind of island is this?" Tashigi mumbled to herself, starting in surprise when she noticed her candy-formed surroundings. The drenched swordswoman forced her tired body up so that she was standing; despite her exhaustion, Tashigi knew that she would have to take action in some way soon.
Nearby, Twila and Perona had come to a peppermint bush and were watching the new arrival from behind it.
"Hmmm... she looks like an interesting one." Twila grinned in anticipation. "I wonder who she is?"
"She's a Marine." Perona spat in annoyance. "Those guys are just out to ruin everyone's fun. I'll bet they'd try and stop us if they had the chance."
"Well, we can't let that happen." Twila chuckled. "Guess we'll have to decide what to do about her."
Tue Dec 09 04:57:12 2014