Annabel seemed utterly delighted by the sight of the carnival. She wandered up and down the paths, looking at everything with a cheery inquisitiveness. It was a new experience, a new sight to see and while she was a little nervous, she was more intrigued than anything else.
She poked around at the games for a little, then wandered towards the smell of food. She'd been in her lab before this and had altogether forgotten about food in favor of science. That was normal for her but it didn't stop her stomach from responding at the smells coming from ahead.
Acquiring cake, Annabel found that she got distracted looking at the other people eating. Some looked average but others, oh they looked terribly interesting indeed!
She sat down, picking at her cake every so often but mostly watching people come in and out of the Cookhouse. She would get up and explore again soon enough, she just needed to eat and get rid of this terribly annoying headache she'd developed, probably from lack of nutrients.
Annabel McAlistair | The Dolls Of New Albion | pre-canon | Newbie
She poked around at the games for a little, then wandered towards the smell of food. She'd been in her lab before this and had altogether forgotten about food in favor of science. That was normal for her but it didn't stop her stomach from responding at the smells coming from ahead.
Acquiring cake, Annabel found that she got distracted looking at the other people eating. Some looked average but others, oh they looked terribly interesting indeed!
She sat down, picking at her cake every so often but mostly watching people come in and out of the Cookhouse. She would get up and explore again soon enough, she just needed to eat and get rid of this terribly annoying headache she'd developed, probably from lack of nutrients.