001 ✝ first step [action]
Jan. 13th, 2011 07:24 pm[Going to sleep in her bed and then waking up on a bench was disorienting, but not as disorienting as the place she woke up in.
Nill had grown used to, perhaps even comfortable in, the dirty, crowded, and dangerous city she lived in. Granted, she lived in one of the more quiet places left in the town God forgot, but it was nothing like what she had awoken to find. Clean-looking buildings without bullet holes in them. Glass that wasn't broken or taped over. Streets without cars or garbage piling up in the gutters. Streets that seemed home to people who were smiling, or at least didn't look like they were doomed to live each day exactly as the last one.
But perhaps the most unnerving part of it was the inhabitants. All of them, walking around and going about their business--but they had wings. Well, some of them were hiding them under their clothes, but having done the same herself sometimes she knew what to look for. The sign was that slight crease in the center of the back, where the bone wasn't jointed so as to allow the wings to lie completely flat against a human back.
Why, though? Why was everyone suddenly just like her? Had they all been born as she had? And if so, why could some of them talk and laugh? Why were everyone's wings a different color? And why did some people cover their wings while others didn't?
Nill looks back at her own wings (still white), then out at the square. Her jaw clenches and she feels tears welling up as she looks for something familiar that would tell her where she was. But everything is just perfect enough to scare her, or far too familiar to be a comfort.]
Nill had grown used to, perhaps even comfortable in, the dirty, crowded, and dangerous city she lived in. Granted, she lived in one of the more quiet places left in the town God forgot, but it was nothing like what she had awoken to find. Clean-looking buildings without bullet holes in them. Glass that wasn't broken or taped over. Streets without cars or garbage piling up in the gutters. Streets that seemed home to people who were smiling, or at least didn't look like they were doomed to live each day exactly as the last one.
But perhaps the most unnerving part of it was the inhabitants. All of them, walking around and going about their business--but they had wings. Well, some of them were hiding them under their clothes, but having done the same herself sometimes she knew what to look for. The sign was that slight crease in the center of the back, where the bone wasn't jointed so as to allow the wings to lie completely flat against a human back.
Why, though? Why was everyone suddenly just like her? Had they all been born as she had? And if so, why could some of them talk and laugh? Why were everyone's wings a different color? And why did some people cover their wings while others didn't?
Nill looks back at her own wings (still white), then out at the square. Her jaw clenches and she feels tears welling up as she looks for something familiar that would tell her where she was. But everything is just perfect enough to scare her, or far too familiar to be a comfort.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:40 am (UTC)It could easily be the theme song of Sayo's daily routine. Go to work early, leave and stop by the store, perhaps go on a simple walk to see how people are fairing today; it would all be mundane for some people, even mind-numbingly annoying, to repeat a cycle. But not for her. Her memory problems are more than enough to keep things feeling less worn and overdone.
Ah, and what's this, upon walking to her right? A girl who looks distressed.
This will. Not. Do!]
Oh, what's wrong?
[Scanning her over now. Aa, she has the look of New Feather about her, once Sayo gets over the fascination with her eye and hair colors (honestly, still getting over how different everyone is 8D).
She leans in, not too close as to snatch away Nill's space.]
Are you new here?
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:48 am (UTC)[She fidgets a little, fingers hooked together, and looks up at the woman shyly. Nill doesn't even know where she's new to, let alone if she's new at all. Is she just someplace she's never been before?]
[Looking up at the stranger, then around at the strange buildings, then back at the woman, she tilts her head. Where is she?]
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:51 am (UTC)How precious~~!! :D]
You look confused, and I can imagine why! You see, I know it's hard to believe, but you were brought here just like myself and the others here—this is Luceti.
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:52 am (UTC)There's really no easy way of saying it.]
...It's awful, but I'm afraid you were kidnapped, too.
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:57 am (UTC)[Nill's tears come back, though she's completely silent despite how distressed she looks. She'd never heard of a place called Luceti, and if she was here that meant that everyone was worrying about her or someone was trying to get Haine or Badou again. There were so many possibilities as to why she was here, but all of them meant the same thing: she was being held somewhere against her will again.]
[She'd been so happy at the church... why had it ended so soon?]
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:42 am (UTC)Hey! Did you just get here? It seems to be about that time again.
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Date: 2011-01-14 03:52 am (UTC)[Though the question is definitely not something she's expecting. 'Just get here'? Well, she just woke up... She just woke up here, so perhaps that was what he meant?]
[She nods and looks back at the bench. How did she get here? She went to bed in a bed, not on this bench...]
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Date: 2011-01-14 05:58 am (UTC)Do you have your book?
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Date: 2011-01-14 06:02 am (UTC)[She looks around then spots a journal under the bench she woke up on. Curious, she picks it up and holds it up. This book?]
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Date: 2011-01-14 04:50 am (UTC)Hey. I'm guessing you just got here?
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Date: 2011-01-14 05:55 am (UTC)[She looks hesitantly up at the scarf, then clasps her hands nervously over her stomach and nods slightly. The whole incognito aspect of his dress is making her wonder if she should be talking to him.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 06:18 am (UTC)For now he just looks her over with a thoughtful frown, then after a moment tugs off the wrap he's wearing and holds it out.]
Here. They never give people warm clothing, even in the winter. You should start with this.
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Date: 2011-01-14 06:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-01-14 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-14 06:01 am (UTC)[Well, physically she was. And it was only polite to respond. Nill's eyes flick briefly down to her knees, then she nods slightly at the man. Though the slight shaking in her shoulders and misty eyes denote that while she isn't injured, she's still scared and by herself.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 06:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-14 06:22 am (UTC)[Though what this man is going to suggest she wear, she isn't sure. And really, does she want to find out...? It could be worse than the lolita dresses.]
[However she doesn't have anything else to do except sit here and be scared. She'd much rather be scared with someone else. And warmer. Nill stands up and reaches to take the other man's hand--she'll follow where he leads.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 06:56 am (UTC)so once she spots her, she'll stop dead in her tracks before her eyebrows draw together in sympathy, and she goes over to the girl. as she goes, she'll pull off her jacket (good thing she's gotten used to dressing in layers), and offer it with a tiny smile once she reaches the bench. ]
Hey. You must be new.
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Date: 2011-01-14 07:33 am (UTC)[She nods a little and makes room for the other girl on the bench. They can share the jacket, can't they?]
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Date: 2011-01-15 06:27 am (UTC)Please, take it! You definitely need it more than I do right now.
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:18 am (UTC)[Still, she can't help but keep shaking a little in silent terror and confusion. The jacket is warding off the cold, but she doesn't know what to do past sitting here next to someone.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 02:13 pm (UTC)A super energetic greeting won't do for now. Not when this girl's upset. Instead, he'll calmly walk over to her.]
Hey, what's wrong?
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Date: 2011-01-14 06:17 pm (UTC)[To start, she looked up at the young man, eyes trembling, then around at where she was, then back at him--where was she? She didn't even recognize any of the buildings or see the tower.]
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Date: 2011-01-15 05:39 am (UTC)So, he'll start by looking around and then back at her.]
You must be new here. Anyway, this place is called Luceti.
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:27 am (UTC)[She nods to show she understands, but past that she can't think of what to do next. How does she get home? Nill starts looking around, trying to find the tower to use as a landmark. But obviously, it's not there. Her wings bend and curl against her back and she hangs her head.]
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