Multiversal

After contending with the fog (an experience she was in no hurry to relive) and making sure that she'd sent out the appropriate antidotes to the appropriate people, Ruby became interested in learning more about the methods of other individuals who tried to assist in alleviating the fog-serpents' poison. She's fairly certain that this won't be the last time that people come back from the fog with poison in their psyches, and she'd like to be prepared, in the future.

She briefly stops outside to look up at the brick building, considering its less-than-inviting exterior. Probably most people would be a little more...nervous about just wandering in to ask a bunch of questions, but this is a girl who once traveled cross-country and insinuated herself into a stranger's life on a hunch, so as a rule, she is not prone to doubting her impulses. ("Headstrong" is not even the word for it.)

She comes into the apothecary with a bag slung over one shoulder, and looks around for someone--she's sure (intuitively) that someone is there, but she's distracted pretty quickly on by some supplies to the left of her. Ruby recognizes their purpose, and thinks that even though she's here to compare notes, it couldn't hurt to do some shopping in the meantime. Ruby pushes her loose hair back, tucking it behind her ear, and meanders the tightly-packed aisles.

Who: Ruby Van Alst, MANY PEOPLE to be added as they appear
What: Impromptu enjoyment of the late summer weather
Where: The beach
When: Early afternoon to evening
Notes: N/A
Warnings: N/A

The unrelenting summer sunshine of Baedal is a direct contrast to where Ruby was before, and it's something of a relief. She likes each season equally for her own reasons, but...right now it feels as though she's absorbing the light more than ever, pushing away all the darkness of what she'd done. It lets her float around with the breathless enthusiasm she'd first manifested at the party on her arrival night, and she hasn't really slowed down very much yet.

(At some point there will be coming down, at some point she will have to breathe. But not yet.)

The beach sand is hot, the water is clear, and Ruby is in the process of stripping down to her colorful bandeau bikini. She squints up at the cloud-dotted sky, and stands carefully on the pale blue terrycloth towel she brought with her; eventually she'll make the mad dash across the dry sand to the cooler water, but for now, she is waiting to see who will turn up--there are a few people she expects, but she's open to surprises. Fortunately, it's not exactly hard to find Ruby, given her height and her vibrant hair color.