[ Rapunzel bundles up her hair and descends the staircase out of the jet. Her eyes grow wide as she takes in the scenery. Everything has a dim look to it, despite plenty of light for them to see by. The atmosphere stays true to the name, even with all of the unfamiliar technology.
She follows along, her head never resting in one direction for very long. There's too much to see for her to focus on any one thing.
The word "home" gives her pause. She thought she had a home once, but know the once comforting memories are tainted with the bitter truth. She doesn't know if she'll ever have a home again. Not truly. ]
What are you going to do with that?
[ She knows, in theory what a computer can do, but she's never actually had a chance to interact with one. Gothel had kept anything like that away from her tower, telling her that strangers could find them, even with a computer. Now Rapunzel wishes she had fought harder for one. Maybe it would have saved her some trouble. ]
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She follows along, her head never resting in one direction for very long. There's too much to see for her to focus on any one thing.
The word "home" gives her pause. She thought she had a home once, but know the once comforting memories are tainted with the bitter truth. She doesn't know if she'll ever have a home again. Not truly. ]
What are you going to do with that?
[ She knows, in theory what a computer can do, but she's never actually had a chance to interact with one. Gothel had kept anything like that away from her tower, telling her that strangers could find them, even with a computer. Now Rapunzel wishes she had fought harder for one. Maybe it would have saved her some trouble. ]