[ More alarming than waking up on some foreign ship is the blank in Alex's memory before that. She remembers...Pike, and the station. The affidavit she'd refused to sign, another attempt by Typhon to wash away all responsibility for Gabe's death. A folder, full of pictures of her and Ryan and Steph; a threat. Taking his fear, desperate to push him in the right direction. Then she'd gone back to the Black Lantern, hadn't she? And something important had happened. Something with Jed...?
But thinking of it now makes her head ache and throb. So she turns to the note instead, confusion only growing as she reads it over once, twice, three times. It's like the start of a weird indie game, she can't help but think, placing it back down.
With nothing else to do, she follows as directed, glancing cautiously out into the hallway before making her way to the deck.
Despite the way she's visibly trying to keep to herself and get her bearings, Alex stands out anyway when she nearly decks Beetlejuice as he goes in for a kiss (sorry Beetlejuice). Foster kid instincts and all that. But, guarded or not, she obediently goes through the motions of the drill anyway. If anyone needs help with a life vest, she'll get it on and secured for them. She's quiet but, almost punching someone aside, doesn't seem to be actually stand-offish or rude.
But when free, despite the situation, she's immediately off to peer over the deck at the expanse of water. Weird situation or not, it's her first time on any sort of boat, nonetheless a freaking cruise ship. And for just a moment, hair drifting in the sea breeze and eyes closed, she seems calm, if only for the moment. ]
» one by one they'll do you in
[ The floating stuff is going to take some getting used to. She thinks as she dodges the floating objects, staring back at them in complete bewilderment. ]
If they start singing 'Be Our Guest', I'm out.
[ It's half to herself and half to whoever is standing closest to her.
Still, it's impossible not to get pulled in despite her wishes, and eventually, Alex can be found in the conga line, looking particularly weirded out, unable to escape. Get close and she'll start waving you away. ]
Unless you want to start a musical number, stay over there!
[ Someone help her, she's starting to look tired. Or grab her hand and join in? ]
» the price of vice foretold
[ But out of it all, it's the clothes that finally get the strongest reaction out of the quiet girl. She holds up one of the Hawaiian print shirts with a laugh before holding it in front of her as if to test it out. ]
They want us to dress like drunk frat boys?
[ Pulling it away she looks at the shirt again, than at her own, before holding it out to whoever else is looking. ]
Wanna give it a try? I think I'm good.
[ DJing cat sweater > Frat boy shirts. ]
» wildcard
[ wildcard however you want! alex is a new muse, so i'm down for anything and everything if none of the above works for you! she'll easily be found anywhere she can listen to/play some music and looking around for anyone she knows, writing in her journal in the library, etc. she's quiet and introverted at first, but actually pretty friendly, so she'll talk to anyone who approaches her.
a head's up that Alex has empathetic abilities that allow her to hear thoughts of people she is in close proximity to, as well as see a colored aura indicating their emotional state if they are feeling strongly. i'm still working on how to handle this in an RP, so unless it comes up, she'll be avoiding doing so for the moment. ]
alex chen » life is strange: true colors
But thinking of it now makes her head ache and throb. So she turns to the note instead, confusion only growing as she reads it over once, twice, three times. It's like the start of a weird indie game, she can't help but think, placing it back down.
With nothing else to do, she follows as directed, glancing cautiously out into the hallway before making her way to the deck.
Despite the way she's visibly trying to keep to herself and get her bearings, Alex stands out anyway when she nearly decks Beetlejuice as he goes in for a kiss (sorry Beetlejuice). Foster kid instincts and all that. But, guarded or not, she obediently goes through the motions of the drill anyway. If anyone needs help with a life vest, she'll get it on and secured for them. She's quiet but, almost punching someone aside, doesn't seem to be actually stand-offish or rude.
But when free, despite the situation, she's immediately off to peer over the deck at the expanse of water. Weird situation or not, it's her first time on any sort of boat, nonetheless a freaking cruise ship. And for just a moment, hair drifting in the sea breeze and eyes closed, she seems calm, if only for the moment. ]
» one by one they'll do you in
If they start singing 'Be Our Guest', I'm out.
[ It's half to herself and half to whoever is standing closest to her.
Still, it's impossible not to get pulled in despite her wishes, and eventually, Alex can be found in the conga line, looking particularly weirded out, unable to escape. Get close and she'll start waving you away. ]
Unless you want to start a musical number, stay over there!
[ Someone help her, she's starting to look tired. Or grab her hand and join in? ]
» the price of vice foretold
They want us to dress like drunk frat boys?
[ Pulling it away she looks at the shirt again, than at her own, before holding it out to whoever else is looking. ]
Wanna give it a try? I think I'm good.
[ DJing cat sweater > Frat boy shirts. ]
» wildcard
a head's up that Alex has empathetic abilities that allow her to hear thoughts of people she is in close proximity to, as well as see a colored aura indicating their emotional state if they are feeling strongly. i'm still working on how to handle this in an RP, so unless it comes up, she'll be avoiding doing so for the moment. ]