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vatheon2013-07-05 02:12 am
terranullius) wrote in vatheon2013-07-05 02:12 am
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it's hard to believe [OPEN]
Who: Terra and whoever wants to meet him
When: current, evening
Where: the Plaza
Style: I'll start with prose, but I'll follow whichever.But beware the tl;dr.
Status: open
It was strange....
There wasn't necessarily anything more peculiar about this world than the ones Terra had visited before. Of course there were new people, a new culture, and a new order to things. But it was like that at first in any of the unfamiliar places outside of the Land of Departure. It all took a brief period of adjustment. Before very recently, to say that Terra hadn't gotten out much would be an understatement.
...but what was strange were the things that marked this world as unique from Terra's other travels. He hadn't come of his own free will. He was given literature describing the place right from the start. He hadn't encountered any monsters so far, so he didn't seem to have a purpose here. And, worse, it didn't sound like he was able to leave. Of all the problems that the Keyblade wielder could foresee, being locked in a place without the ability escape was not one of them.
And he'd tried. When he first arrived, oh, how hard he tried. More than anything, he had to get back to where he'd come from. How else could he start to set things right again? Terra had been trapped in that place, too. However, unlike this underwater city, it had been a prison of his own making, fighting for his heart... his body... everything. It was a fight that was too important for him to so suddenly pulled away.
Terra's expression was thoughtful, but he didn't betray his inner conflict. Every breath he took with his own lungs and every step he took with his own feetwithout the crushing presence of Xehanort reminded him of why he couldn't stay here. But what choice did he have? Surely there was something he needed to accomplish before he could leave, but what?
And then there was the cold that went straight into his bones. That's what gave Terra a moment of doubt, thinking maybe he wasn't back to normal at all. What was all this?
He wandered, looking around and trying to figure out what to do with himself. It was thus that he found himself in the center of the city, lost in his own thoughts and trying not to shiver visibly.
When: current, evening
Where: the Plaza
Style: I'll start with prose, but I'll follow whichever.
Status: open
It was strange....
There wasn't necessarily anything more peculiar about this world than the ones Terra had visited before. Of course there were new people, a new culture, and a new order to things. But it was like that at first in any of the unfamiliar places outside of the Land of Departure. It all took a brief period of adjustment. Before very recently, to say that Terra hadn't gotten out much would be an understatement.
...but what was strange were the things that marked this world as unique from Terra's other travels. He hadn't come of his own free will. He was given literature describing the place right from the start. He hadn't encountered any monsters so far, so he didn't seem to have a purpose here. And, worse, it didn't sound like he was able to leave. Of all the problems that the Keyblade wielder could foresee, being locked in a place without the ability escape was not one of them.
And he'd tried. When he first arrived, oh, how hard he tried. More than anything, he had to get back to where he'd come from. How else could he start to set things right again? Terra had been trapped in that place, too. However, unlike this underwater city, it had been a prison of his own making, fighting for his heart... his body... everything. It was a fight that was too important for him to so suddenly pulled away.
Terra's expression was thoughtful, but he didn't betray his inner conflict. Every breath he took with his own lungs and every step he took with his own feet
And then there was the cold that went straight into his bones. That's what gave Terra a moment of doubt, thinking maybe he wasn't back to normal at all. What was all this?
He wandered, looking around and trying to figure out what to do with himself. It was thus that he found himself in the center of the city, lost in his own thoughts and trying not to shiver visibly.