Vanille shook out her pigtails that hung in heavy curls around her shoulders. Her Oerban bead jewelry that were strung along her body dripped and her wrist bangles made sad, wet, clinking noises. The pelt that was on her backside laid heavily there and she opted to take it off, leaving just her brightly coloured short skirt left.

She also striped away her wet, soggy pouch that was strapped to her waist and sat it aside as well as her weapon and holster belt.

"I'm fine, too" she said once she removed all of the heavy materials off of her dripping wet persons.

She giggled. "They're having a good time"