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melodiesoflife2017-03-25 02:37 am
revitalise) wrote in melodiesoflife2017-03-25 02:37 am
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Oh, how am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Characters: Team Incompatible Housemates ( Ace, Tear Grants, Sayaka Miki, Kyoko Sakura )
Where: Misery Mire – Ruins of Balicea, Ghost City of Aqures Ixen.
When: March 5th, Five Years Later...
Summary: When a person says they want to go to the beach, they don't expect to wake up in the World of Ruin instead.
Truth be told, Tear could barely comprehend what had been happening aboard the Enterprise, torn between ignoring her injuries and staying awake with the other Heroes or simply falling asleep until they reached refuge. Not that it would have mattered anyway, because the last thing she remembered was the deafening screech of wood and metal coming apart when the entire ship began shaking uncontrollably, shouts of panic joining the chorus as arms tightened around her before everything went dark.
It was still somewhat dark when she opened her eyes again, the sky above thick with ominous mist and muffled roars echoing in the distance. Blinking slowly, the melodist groaned softly and carefully sat up to better look around... only to have her head snap back when her hand not only pulled down on the nest of hair surrounding her, but also sank into the mud it had been placed upon. "Ah—?!"
Hastily fighting to pull her hand back, Tear looked around again as best she could from her awkward position. A mound of blue was nearby, with what looked to be another mound of colour out of place further away, and beyond that still was a black and angry landscape extending to the horizon that seemed to move dangerously. Grimacing, she would hurry to investigate, if only the startlingly stubborn swamp would relent and release her already.
Where: Misery Mire – Ruins of Balicea, Ghost City of Aqures Ixen.
When: March 5th, Five Years Later...
Summary: When a person says they want to go to the beach, they don't expect to wake up in the World of Ruin instead.
Truth be told, Tear could barely comprehend what had been happening aboard the Enterprise, torn between ignoring her injuries and staying awake with the other Heroes or simply falling asleep until they reached refuge. Not that it would have mattered anyway, because the last thing she remembered was the deafening screech of wood and metal coming apart when the entire ship began shaking uncontrollably, shouts of panic joining the chorus as arms tightened around her before everything went dark.
It was still somewhat dark when she opened her eyes again, the sky above thick with ominous mist and muffled roars echoing in the distance. Blinking slowly, the melodist groaned softly and carefully sat up to better look around... only to have her head snap back when her hand not only pulled down on the nest of hair surrounding her, but also sank into the mud it had been placed upon. "Ah—?!"
Hastily fighting to pull her hand back, Tear looked around again as best she could from her awkward position. A mound of blue was nearby, with what looked to be another mound of colour out of place further away, and beyond that still was a black and angry landscape extending to the horizon that seemed to move dangerously. Grimacing, she would hurry to investigate, if only the startlingly stubborn swamp would relent and release her already.
Does this work? They can think Ace went scouting and not return?
She shoots a fanged grin over to her blue haired counterpart, "Good thinking Sayaka, there's sure to be food there."
So they were by, a lot of hubs! Good. Crossing the body of the length of her spear behind her neck, Kyoko rests hands on it. She looks about when she doesn't feel the weight of a judgmental glare, just for having her priorities straight.
"Chicken boy must be checking."