Arrival

Mar 17, 2009 09:33

. . .

This is . . . a forest.

Was I training here? Tch, can’t remember a thing. I must’ve hit my head pretty hard. But . . . someone should be expecting me -- Would I have dressed up like this if it were a normal training session? And what’s all this stuff for, anyway?

[Syaoran proceeds to lift up the sleeves of his outfit and examining his equipment.  A sword - He swings it and pivots expertly into his fighting pose. Strips of paper with characters. He recognizes them. ‘Thunder’, ‘fire’, ‘water’, ‘wind’. A disc of some sort . . . no idea what it does.  And . . . a journal? He flips it open and stares for a few minutes before writing.]

. . . What is this place?

[Staring blankly at his own words, the boy sets it aside and puts his sword away]

I should start walking. Hope there’s someone around.  Gosh, it's cold.

((Since I think this is liable of causing some confusion, everything is thought in his head except for the un-italicized sentence in the middle.  Syaoran is wearing this: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hv-1mLTN7lI/SST-KdhJxsI/AAAAAAAAE3s/u1pGc9YCs0w/s400/Shaoran.jpg.  Actually, I believe he was wearing the short-sleeved version of his outfit, but I can't find a picture of that.  >_>))

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