Day 01 - Fish Out Of Water

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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."

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[seasaltblues]

Didn't think they were in Haven anymore. That was... certainly an understatement as Xion studied the ruined architecture. The buildings in themselves were difficult to distinguish one from the other off to one side, but otherwise, there was a hint to something very wrong and very alien to them. This wasn't damage that had been caused just recently. The structures were worn by the weather much like the images in the historical textbooks she had scored back in school when she wasn't caught up trying to figure out what to do next about the shards or trying her best to keep a grip on herself with the situation as it was in Haven. And to top it off, there was a viable difference to their style and build. Nothing. Absolutely nothing like the station they had been intent on traveling to.

And that had Xion sticking closer to Roxas than usual. Her stance at the ready for anyone or anything, almost as if expecting someone or something to pop out at them the moment they turned a corner... which could very well happen, given the new circumstances. But all the same, despite the way she carried herself, there was a sick, churning inside her. It took her a while to even notice what from... but when it hit her, there was a visible wince. The smell of the city even... She couldn't pinpoint what about it, but something... Something really bothered her as she took in the stench of it. Rotting and foul and... Desecrate. She found herself closing in tighter to Roxas with her mouth a grave thin line. Her eyes dim.

"This... This doesn't seem like... At all... But that would mean..."

With her still wearing what she had last been wearing there. And her hair still longer than it usually was. And then the phone had been in her pocket... as well as Anne's house keys. So then... What did that mean for their hosts? If they weren't in Haven anymore, then...? The thought made its presence known in the way her face paled all the more.

[beanstalk]

Kanda had just been exploring areas of Nesreca that he hadn't bothered with yet. It was something to do, and if he could find something for Alma then that was just a bonus. He climbed over the debris with ease, making his way toward the train station that he had spotted and stopped when he spotted two people he hadn't seen before. New arrivals? It was odd to run into them without talking to them on the network first.

"Oi. You two just get here?" He really wasn't looking forward to explaining everything.

[tothelastbreath]

Given the state of alert Roxas and Xion are in, they probably won't take long to pick up what sounds like a minor landslide, or maybe something wild and very, very carnivorous heading their way. The odd growling sound gets closer and closer, until its unlikely source ― an English boy with white hair and a livid scar running down the left side of his face ― pops around a corner, wearing a simple black coat and a look of utter surprise. He's trailed by a winged orb of gold.

"Oh."

Pause.

"Did you just get here?"