The new unknown world

As the sickness and fuzzy vision fell away, the world revealed was one very similar to the Astghik that Siranush had just left. The plants were green, the sky was blue, there was a slight breeze that felt... thinner than the air in her world. Some plants were even recognizable, like oaks and common fescues. There was a small stand of bushes that Siranush hid herself in while she scanned the area for her target.

Given the thin air, the sprite queen experimentally flexed her gossamer wings but found that they did not gain the purchase in this world that she had hoped. Hmm... No flying. Reluctantly, Siranush pulled her wings back into the spinners that existed just below her shoulder blades. It was uncomfortable, but something every sprite could do, useful for those times when she was **** to walk through the forest floor. Bai and Pai pulled at the pit of her stomach, where her mana existed, telling Siranush that the alignment was beginning to pull apart. Quickly then, before the spell ended and she was trapped here.

The area the spell had taken her to appeared to be a small field, though the grasses were terribly short and the bushes warped into unnatural shapes. None of that mattered though because all about her was the whole purpose of endeavor: humans. Specifically, human males. Tall ones, short ones, skinny, fat and in between. Siranush was nearly giddy with excitement. Unfortunately, the tug of the alignment weighed upon her. There were only two males in easy reach, two that she could be guaranteed to reach.

The first wore a grey hoodie with the word "Huntington" emblazoned across the chest in green and baggy blue jeans over worn red canvas shoes. It was hard to guess his weight, given the clothing, but he seemed to be of medium build and his dark black hair hung about his face in a shaggy hair style that put Siranush in the mindset of waves, beaches, and carefully curated neglect. His skin was a delicious caramel color and he carried a small bag on his back as he trudged past the bushes the sprite hid among, conversing with a taller blond female. Her scent unpleasantly intermingled with the scent of the male making it hard to pick out.

The opposite direction held a thin male, dressed in slacks and a crisp dress shirt, his black and green striped tie loosely knotted. He was over three times Siranush's height, though the way he lounged on the fescues made him nearly eye level. Munching on an apple while he read a small novel, the male's brown hair was much shorter than the first, shaved nearly to the skin at the sides and pushed into irregular spikes in a way that was best described as disdainful. With no one in between Siranush and the male, his spicy almost cinnamon scent floated enticingly on the breeze.

Farther away, near the very edge of what the sprite queen thought she could reach before her time here ran out, was a small male. He kicked absently at a black and white ball, not seeming to really engage in the pass time so much as to keep himself busy. His blond hair was meticulously combed, but his clothes were wrinkled as though he had slept in them. Faint wisps of oak followed the breeze as the odd male waved his arms around.

"Mad, that one." Siranush whispered to herself. She had to go. Taking a deep breath, she gave thanks to the Twin Tempters and darted out from among the bushes...