[Here Blake had thought that taking on this exercise with Sun as a team member meant they would have a leg up, as well as provide the both of them with an opportunity to make up for lost time. It had gone well enough, but it would appear that the Totem of Constructive Criticism hadn't appreciated her sarcastic comments, no matter how affectionately she may have meant them. Add in a few other snags, and that brought them to where they were now— or where she was, at least, in a stone hallway with a door at the end of it.
A few steps forward is all it takes for her to realize that something is very, very wrong. She stops short, her step unusually heavy, and her tail involuntarily curls around to her front as she turns to get a better look at her surroundings.
Wait a second. Tail? Since when?]
What—
[She looks down, only to see a familiar red bracer on a wrist that isn't her own, and a tail she knows all too well.
Again, what.]
This can't actually be happening... Sun?!
[She hasn't activated her Bureau bracer, unfortunately. That would probably be helpful.]
( closed to sun )
A few steps forward is all it takes for her to realize that something is very, very wrong. She stops short, her step unusually heavy, and her tail involuntarily curls around to her front as she turns to get a better look at her surroundings.
Wait a second. Tail? Since when?]
What—
[She looks down, only to see a familiar red bracer on a wrist that isn't her own, and a tail she knows all too well.
Again, what.]
This can't actually be happening... Sun?!
[She hasn't activated her Bureau bracer, unfortunately. That would probably be helpful.]