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Day 01 - Fish Out Of Water
Characters: AU!Roxas, AU!Xion and YOU(Yes, you)!
When: Early to Mid-morning
Where: Starting in what's now an abandoned subway station
Rating: G to PG-ish? No swearing, but mild horror undertones.
Summary: Guess what Nesreca people. You've got some fresh meat.
It was a strange development for Roxas. Not more than fifteen minutes prior, he was certain that he'd just been riding the subway in Haven, enjoying some out and about time with Xion. It was something new; regularly spending time together like that and honestly, it started out being a little awkward. His memories of their days in the Organization had settled into returning at a steadier pace, but true to her word, she'd been helping explain the things he remembered, giving context when something would return that was exceptionally out of sequence. Plus it helped him get a feel for the friendship they had back then. Overall, it'd been nice and it was an experience he'd been gradually growing more and more fond of -even looking forward to. But that was beside the point.
The strange development was that one moment he'd been dozing lightly on the train, guitar case between his legs and skateboard across his lap with Xion not too far away and the next, he'd realized that something had gone rather horrendously wrong with the world. For starters, when he woke again, he found the train completely deserted aside from the two of them. Furthermore, a glance outside revealed that the subway station that they'd stopped at was in complete shambles -the whole thing looked like it'd been taken right out of a post-apocalypse movie. So he'd wasted little time in rousing his friend from her sleep, who seemed just as shocked as he was to see their new environment.
Gathering what belongings they had with them, they got off the train and gave their surroundings an immediate once-over. Then as icing on top of an already eerie cake, when their backs turned, they saw but a flicker on the wall before the lights from the train they'd been aboard abruptly went out. To their dismay, what once had been a car from a commuter train that could've been from any town was now a dilapidated, rusted mess that looked like it hadn't seen use in ages -despite the fact that they'd been on it only moments prior.
As they walked about to investigate, their first thoughts had them drawing their phones, expecting to find a cluster of shards with an army of shadows either using or protecting it. But both were only greeted with 'No Service' messages on their small LCD screens. At a loss for what to do next, they merely proceeded through the station, looking for a way out. It seemed that whatever catastrophe befell their surroundings, it'd taken place quite some time ago. Light poured in from the larger sections of ceiling that had collapsed in, leaving piles of rubble and almost enchanting beams of light shining down from the world outside. What little light they had to go by showed the walls where they could see varied vines taking root in whatever crevices that time and the elements had opened up. After a little more than ten minutes of wandering, listening to the echo of their footsteps mixed with the occasional murmured comment, they found themselves ascending the stairs leading up and out of the station. Up and out to a world almost completely alien to them.
Rather than the familiar scene of Haven, the pair find themselves faced with a ruined city; signs that life had once existed there scattered about in the varied debris left behind. But at least immediately, there didn't seem to be another living person in sight. His shoes crunching on the gravel as he took the first steps on the normal ground level, Roxas stared about, mouth agape at the scene before him. Not once had he ever seen a place in ruins quite like this -at least nothing that wasn't a picture of some ancient city in a school text book.
Without turning to her, he simply commented to his friend, "I don't think we're in Haven anymore."
When: Early to Mid-morning
Where: Starting in what's now an abandoned subway station
Rating: G to PG-ish? No swearing, but mild horror undertones.
Summary: Guess what Nesreca people. You've got some fresh meat.
It was a strange development for Roxas. Not more than fifteen minutes prior, he was certain that he'd just been riding the subway in Haven, enjoying some out and about time with Xion. It was something new; regularly spending time together like that and honestly, it started out being a little awkward. His memories of their days in the Organization had settled into returning at a steadier pace, but true to her word, she'd been helping explain the things he remembered, giving context when something would return that was exceptionally out of sequence. Plus it helped him get a feel for the friendship they had back then. Overall, it'd been nice and it was an experience he'd been gradually growing more and more fond of -even looking forward to. But that was beside the point.
The strange development was that one moment he'd been dozing lightly on the train, guitar case between his legs and skateboard across his lap with Xion not too far away and the next, he'd realized that something had gone rather horrendously wrong with the world. For starters, when he woke again, he found the train completely deserted aside from the two of them. Furthermore, a glance outside revealed that the subway station that they'd stopped at was in complete shambles -the whole thing looked like it'd been taken right out of a post-apocalypse movie. So he'd wasted little time in rousing his friend from her sleep, who seemed just as shocked as he was to see their new environment.
Gathering what belongings they had with them, they got off the train and gave their surroundings an immediate once-over. Then as icing on top of an already eerie cake, when their backs turned, they saw but a flicker on the wall before the lights from the train they'd been aboard abruptly went out. To their dismay, what once had been a car from a commuter train that could've been from any town was now a dilapidated, rusted mess that looked like it hadn't seen use in ages -despite the fact that they'd been on it only moments prior.
As they walked about to investigate, their first thoughts had them drawing their phones, expecting to find a cluster of shards with an army of shadows either using or protecting it. But both were only greeted with 'No Service' messages on their small LCD screens. At a loss for what to do next, they merely proceeded through the station, looking for a way out. It seemed that whatever catastrophe befell their surroundings, it'd taken place quite some time ago. Light poured in from the larger sections of ceiling that had collapsed in, leaving piles of rubble and almost enchanting beams of light shining down from the world outside. What little light they had to go by showed the walls where they could see varied vines taking root in whatever crevices that time and the elements had opened up. After a little more than ten minutes of wandering, listening to the echo of their footsteps mixed with the occasional murmured comment, they found themselves ascending the stairs leading up and out of the station. Up and out to a world almost completely alien to them.
Rather than the familiar scene of Haven, the pair find themselves faced with a ruined city; signs that life had once existed there scattered about in the varied debris left behind. But at least immediately, there didn't seem to be another living person in sight. His shoes crunching on the gravel as he took the first steps on the normal ground level, Roxas stared about, mouth agape at the scene before him. Not once had he ever seen a place in ruins quite like this -at least nothing that wasn't a picture of some ancient city in a school text book.
Without turning to her, he simply commented to his friend, "I don't think we're in Haven anymore."
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The grip she had on the package tightened but otherwise? She remained as she was at least for the moment. Just observing. Listening. It was strange though... Strange and frightening how there was already a familiarity. Much like the way she had gotten a hold of people over the offworlder's network at Haven... only this was more unnerving because it was face to face.
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Interesting.
"Nesreca. You've been pulled from your world and brought into this one."
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So while he didn't quite say it, he couldn't help but to at least think to himself:
Oh no, not again.
Cocking an eyebrow, he tilts his head slightly at the stranger, as if wanting to cling to the vague hope that the information given was wrong.
"You're serious, aren't you? And the way you're saying it so calmly -is this normal around here?"
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What did that mean for Lucen and Anne?
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"I didn't stutter. Libitina brought you both here, though I don't get why she did it at the same time. Congratulations, both of you are now a dead girl's toys." Who said he had to be nice?
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So after blinking once, he shakes his head, "Okay, let's start from the top here. Who is Libitina and why did she bring us here?"
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Xion couldn't help but add on the last question. Her eyes were already narrowed, not liking the sound of things at all. Who was Libitina, indeed. Was she like Anna from Haven? Dead girl meant a ghost, right? Spirit. Just like her. Her hands clutched the package tighter as she studied this unfamiliar young man. She... really wasn't much a fan of the bite to his words either, admittedly.
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"There's no known way out so might as well start getting used to that now."
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Clearing his throat, the blond speaks up -a modestly indignant tone in his voice, "Yeah, no known way out. Just means you haven't been looking hard enough." Just a momentary pause before he speaks up again, "That story's a little lacking, so if you'd at least want to half-try at helping us again, maybe just point us toward someone that actually knows what's going on here and we'll take our chances with them."
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So, finally taking a step forward so that she was on equal footing with Roxas, side to side. Not even bothering to keep a cool tone although what she had to say, the frustration sounded divided between the situation itself and Kanda's attitude. "Like Roxas said- You... You don't understand. We have to go back. So, if there's anyone you know..."
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"And I said: I'm not buying it. Stuck here for a little while? That might've sounded plausible. Just saying that one one had done it before? I'd believe it. But taking that as an unbreakable rule?" He paused a moment to shake his head, doing his best to push down that urge to try drawing his Keyblades.
"I'm not convinced." Turning away from the stranger without further regard, he gives Xion a glance before picking a fairly arbitrary direction to start walking in. He didn't care where he went, just as long as it took him somewhere he could calm himself down, he was fine. "Let's go. This guy's no help."
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Putting up with Saix was one thing. He had been one of her superiors, a part of something she felt she couldn't escape so she bit the bullet. But here? And from herein, whether she associated with someone like him or not was her choice. And, frankly, she wasn't interested. Perhaps that had been the reason why Roxas hadn't lashed out more himself. She was truthfully... surprised. But right then, all that mattered to her was leaving this man behind them and continuing on their search for any way out.