[ Getting to her destination's is what Entrapta's been able to focus on. Probably the only thing considering what she was faced with moments ago. Hours ago? Whenever any of the unfamiliar faces tried to approach, to help or otherwise, her wings fired off. The mass evacuation meant no line for the prismanode, she instantly transported out of Level 1 and to the terminal. The terminal right near her destination. One of the first places she's been. The familiarity of the memory is one of the few clear things in her head right now.
Almost there. The walk is long and her vision's trying to blur, match the jumbling images in her head of things from Etheria. Confusing things.
Knocking erratically with the meat of her hand, intermittent between loudly and softly, causes a different door to open up. Before she can even see anyone an entire wings fires off in that direction leaving smoking holes down the hallway where the bright purple beams hit. It doesn't even mentally registering for her anymore.
Entrapta tries to knock again but her hand slides down Josuke's door as her forehead lands against in a thump. Fresh blood mixed with dried around where the mechanical wings sprouted from and further staining her shirt.
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Almost there. The walk is long and her vision's trying to blur, match the jumbling images in her head of things from Etheria. Confusing things.
Knocking erratically with the meat of her hand, intermittent between loudly and softly, causes a different door to open up. Before she can even see anyone an entire wings fires off in that direction leaving smoking holes down the hallway where the bright purple beams hit. It doesn't even mentally registering for her anymore.
Entrapta tries to knock again but her hand slides down Josuke's door as her forehead lands against in a thump. Fresh blood mixed with dried around where the mechanical wings sprouted from and further staining her shirt.
At least she made it to her destination. ]