[ One Mrs. Annette Renard Belmont is confused. She'd never seen a train before, and up until now, had certainly never been on one. So color her surprised to wake up, alone, just as it pulled into the station.
The poor woman staggers out and into the station itself, blinking. Posters... horror suddenly dawns on her. This is not Wallachia. This is not home. ]
...Richter? Maria...?
[ She glances around, before wrapping her arms around herself. She's not getting a good feeling about this at all. Someone might want to come and comfort her or at least explain the situation, otherwise she'll be wandering around aimlessly looking for her husband and sister. ]
Cathedral
[ This is a place she could feel safe and take refuge in, she just knows it. Even so, she's still getting an eerie feeling that she just doesn't like. She's not a fool, and she's certainly not stupid -- Richter is not here, nor is her sister. She's wandered around for hours, simply taking in the sights and sounds... everything, everyone... it's so different.
She doesn't really feel like she fits in, what with her clothing and her manner of speech; and these watches -- she's never seen anything like it at all. She doesn't know what to do with it or why it has to even be a thing.
She can be found sitting in the pews, head bowed, a hand clutching the cross that hangs from her throat. ]
Annette Renard | Castlevania
[ One Mrs. Annette Renard Belmont is confused. She'd never seen a train before, and up until now, had certainly never been on one. So color her surprised to wake up, alone, just as it pulled into the station.
The poor woman staggers out and into the station itself, blinking. Posters... horror suddenly dawns on her. This is not Wallachia. This is not home. ]
...Richter? Maria...?
[ She glances around, before wrapping her arms around herself. She's not getting a good feeling about this at all. Someone might want to come and comfort her or at least explain the situation, otherwise she'll be wandering around aimlessly looking for her husband and sister. ]
Cathedral
[ This is a place she could feel safe and take refuge in, she just knows it. Even so, she's still getting an eerie feeling that she just doesn't like. She's not a fool, and she's certainly not stupid -- Richter is not here, nor is her sister. She's wandered around for hours, simply taking in the sights and sounds... everything, everyone... it's so different.
She doesn't really feel like she fits in, what with her clothing and her manner of speech; and these watches -- she's never seen anything like it at all. She doesn't know what to do with it or why it has to even be a thing.
She can be found sitting in the pews, head bowed, a hand clutching the cross that hangs from her throat. ]