“Whoa, whoa! H-Hold on! Please! Owwwwieee...”
Red got into trouble. Again.
She had found herself in a city she didn’t recognize at all. At first, it seemed like something straight out of Lastation, with bleak colors and visible technology left and right, but that wasn’t it. Everyone was a bit too serious for her liking. To unwind, she went on looking for pretty girls.
She actually saw a pretty blonde from a distance, and did what she usually did: traced her steps right to her. And was promptly detained by two others who seemed to be allied with her.
How was Red supposed to know that she was some sort of mercenary leader, and that her band of allies were on this part of town? Now she found herself detained by stronger arms than hers, and by ladies taller than herself, able to do nothing but flail her legs comically fast. From what she understood, however, she was being taken to show to the leader, to see what would be done with her. She used the opportunity to talk.
“Seriously, I’m in pain! I’m soooorry! W-Whoever you are, pretty blonde lady, I- I didn’t mean to stalk you or be a creep! P-Please tell them to let me go...”