<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/7KFgFsc.jpg)</div><strong>Name </strong>Ora (Aquarius)<br/><strong>Time/ Day</strong>January 1st, 2000<br/><strong>Location</strong>The Island (Beach)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Anyone/Everyone/Dragon<br/><hr/><br/>It took a while to convince herself that the shaking had stopped and that the roaring sound she heard was not the sound of a plummeting airplane but was in fact waves crashing against a shoreline. Peeking out between delicate fingers she saw the white sandy beach and the ocean beyond. Pulling her hands away from her face altogether she twisted on her ass to see behind her where grew a thick, lush forest. This was indeed a beautiful place the pig (because who else but the pig) had brought her to.<br/><br/>Ora’s heart was beginning to slow down to a normal rate, the salty breeze a balm to her helping her to relax. Her stomach growled but she ignored it. In the distance she spotted a motley group of entities that did not make sense to her eyes. There were seven present not including the tiger and oh fuck...are those fish? Either way they seemed peaceful enough, no one was yelling at each other at least and she needed friends to understand what was happening exactly.<br/><br/>Pearl white grains of sand clung to Ora’s form fitting, knee-length black skirt as she slowly stood up, the heels of her pumps sinking into the shore which she quickly slipped off and dangled from her hand as she started to walk towards the gathering, her bleached white, long sleeve blouse almost blinding in the sun, she forgot she was still wearing her name tag and little black hat which was pinned to her dark hair which was slicked back into a thick bun.<br/><br/>A loud strange sound was heard from above causing Ora to stop in her tracks as overhead an actual dragon flew through the sky. Ora stood there, mouth gaping and eyes as wide as saucers as the behemoth landed dropping a tense and jumpy man from its jaws. Feeling a little fearless she decided to continue towards the group, after all the dragon was apparently in the delivery business and not in the eating people business (at least at the moment). Now there were seven people, eight including herself.<br/><br/>She barely took three steps when the dragon spoke in her head. Capricorn? Thank God She was Aquarius. She giggled to herself as she continued finally reaching the group, keeping her distance from the tiger. The dragon was addressing the whole group and she was pretty sure it was rude to ignore a dragon when he was speaking so she listened intently as her eyes scanned her “team members”.<br/><br/>As she listened to the dragon the truth of her new reality sank in and she suddenly felt a tremendous responsibility drop onto her shoulders and instantaneously she wanted a drink, something she hadn’t craved in years. It scared her and she was glad that it did since that fear would keep her safe.<br/><br/>Her thoughts became fragmented as fish girl spoke up in a sweet, meek voice only for her concerns to be overtaken by her brothers demands. Ora’s neck began the process of turning her head to witness what the dragon would do but once again was distracted by the strange looking couple as they quarreled. It was quite the scene and as badly as Ora wanted to intervene, especially after the scorpion boy grabbed the arm of fish girl, she forced herself to watch the event unfold. The poisoning and the healing of the fish...It was quite spectacular.<br/><br/>Just then the built redhead to her left started to curse at the dragon. He didn’t seem happy at all but he brought up a good point...why is? What was so special about her?<br/><br/>Her attention was once again cast over the dragon as he explained further what they were meant to accomplish on the island. She thought back to her powers and how miserably she had failed to impress herself and frowned. Ora was trying to whole-heartedly embrace the role of hero after all, she had seen the images herself and she did not want that kind of suffering for humanity. But doubt was an insidious thing and Ora truly doubted her worthiness of being charged with such a mission.<br/><br/>Stomach growling again, she pushed all doubt aside for the moment and raised her hand waiting to be called on by the dragon so that she could ask a pertinent question. If called on she would ask simply...<strong>”Oh ancient one...is there a beach bar somewhere we can get some food before we start training? Maybe a place to change clothes?”</strong>