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Sora ([personal profile] lighthearted) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs2019-04-15 07:47 pm

[open] i don't know about fate

WHO: Sora and OPEN
WHERE: The train to New Tokyo and the Preserve dorms
WHEN: October 8th - 10th
WHAT: Checking in on people after waking up, and looking for things to do while cooped up in the dorms.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: N/A! Will edit if needed.



THE TRAIN TO NEW TOKYO

[ Sora comes to with a sudden gasp, almost sliding off of his seat on the train (though Riku's there to grab his shoulder and help him keep his balance, at least). It's disorienting to finally be awake after so much time spent in that Sleeping World, but Sora also recovers quicker than some of the other displaced might. Been there, done that, after all.

It doesn't take long for messages to start firing across the network, and soon enough Sora gathers that almost the entire group of displaced is now on this train. More than that, they've still got a good six or so hours before they reach New Tokyo, and he's got a large number of people he wants to check in on. After he's talked things over with Riku (there's no telling what woke them up, which is strange), he decides to stretch his legs.

He moves through the train cars, on the lookout for anyone who he recognizes. As soon as he spots them, he'll run over, either standing near them or taking a seat if there's one available. ]


Hey! You okay after all that?


THE PRESERVE DORMS

[ While Sora couldn't explain why everyone had suddenly been on the train with them, what he learns when they reach New Tokyo makes a little more sense. They're not here to help with a monster attack, but with a snowstorm. That must mean that what they did in the Sleeping version of this world actually had an effect on the real version. Fighting all of those monsters means that they'd reversed some of the damage!

It doesn't explain where the snowstorm came from, and he's not that thrilled to be facing freezing cold temperatures again after his time spent in Arendelle. Having to be cooped up until there's proper supplies provided to them isn't much better, though.

While he'd been able to explore to some extent in the dreams, it hadn't been real. To go from being stuck in the safehouse to being stuck in these dorms is rough for a restless young man used to running around all the time.

So he'll end up wandering the common areas, whether it's to scrounge up a snack or look for something else to keep his attention. If he comes across someone, he'll wave at them and move over. ]


Hey. Maybe we should play a game or something? [ Or, if they don't look like the game-playing type, it might be: ] So have you ever been stuck in weather like this before?


WILDCARD

[ I'd be happy to wildcard anything in these two settings, prior to the arrival log! Feel free to PM me or hit me up at [plurk.com profile] demonology if you want to discuss, but you're more than welcome to just toss something at me too. ]
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[personal profile] whitehair 2019-04-21 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ okay, so at least this guy had spine enough to get annoyed about it instead of apologising and walking away.... that was a good start. ]

No, I'm genuinely super interested in how long anyone can go without speaking. I'm doing a research about it.

[ his voice dry, heine gives sora a sidelong glance, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. ]

If you don't wanna help me out then that's cool.
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[personal profile] whitehair 2019-04-25 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ poor sora......... ]

Well, people do all sorts of research, don't they? Are you gonna go around asking everyone reasons? Don't be such a hater.

[ as aggravating heine is, it's really only because he's bored out of his mind. ]

You seem way too chirpy for this weather.
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[personal profile] whitehair 2019-04-28 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ in heine's little corner of the world? yes, probably. never trust anyone chirpy. ]

You and me both.

[ with a tired, aggrieved sigh Heine shuffles around in the blanket, moving to sit up from where he was lounging on the couch. ]

Fine, I'll play. What kinda game?