tailforbrains

Neeshka makes a sound much like an "eep" when she suddenly finds herself standing on top of that pillar staring down, and she wavers on her feet until she remembers she's a trained thief and gryphon-rider and catches her balance again. It isn't helped that there's a guitar in one hand.

"Really? I can't even jump down and swim because of a stupid guitar?" she comments, to no one.

Monkey isn't nearby yet, it seems, and neither is... anyone else. Liminal space is full of champagne and pillars and absolutely none of the other Travelers. At least, that's how it looks from here, anyway.

"Not again," Neeshka groans, and drops to sit on her pillar, feet dangling down, looking annoyed and a little morose.