Her first day, she'd helped set up and explore; ranged a little, poked at an orb or two. But once the initial novelty had worn off, she'd felt the need to move, to do something, and so she'd called Odin forth and ridden out to see how far the silver spread.

Quite far, it turned out. To her great disgust. What, they were meant to get rid of all of these? By the time she'd turned for home, now on foot, it had been late in the day. By the time night fell and it all went to shit, she was more than ready to just cast Thundaga over and over. And did so, until she was almost kneeling from exhaustion.

She shows up back in camp in the morning. Whole and unharmed, thanks to a session of Cures, but the damage to her flight suit and the blood on the tears gives an idea of the night she's had. There are a few metal poles strapped to her back, but she had to get rid of most of them in her flight back to Red team. She drops them with a clank.

"Can't believe I owe Xue Yang ten points," she complains, voice scratchy, and flops into the sand next to Tidus.