Welcome to Edensphere, Baretta.
Characters: Fugue (fugue_angel), Aya/Baretta (mitochondriaaya)
Date/Time: Sometime on May 10
Location: The Hall of Beginnings
Rating: TBA
Summary: Aya arrives in Edensphere, and Fugue is there to greet her.
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Fugue hadn't yet returned to the correct age; instead, he'd gotten younger again. The 'elder' was probably about ten years old at this point... and he couldn't just stay in one place. He paced about the large white room, examining cocoons as he passed them by. Some would wriggle so much that he swore they'd burst open, but apparently they hadn't--otherwise, Fugue wouldn't be so antsy for someone to please just hatch already.
And of course, he still had those ridiculously huge and obnoxious sunglasses on. What a joke.
Somewhere in the distance, he finally heard a cocoon opening. He dashed over before coming to a sudden halt and running over to the table in the midst of the room to snatch up provisions -a paper map, a paper journal, a pouch of coins, and a set of clothing- before rushing over, nearly knocking a cocoon over. Sliding to a halt, he did a quick check of that cocoon; it hadn't fallen over, and he hadn't hit it upon passing, so he breathed a sigh of relief before finally making his way over to the new hatchling.
Date/Time: Sometime on May 10
Location: The Hall of Beginnings
Rating: TBA
Summary: Aya arrives in Edensphere, and Fugue is there to greet her.
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Fugue hadn't yet returned to the correct age; instead, he'd gotten younger again. The 'elder' was probably about ten years old at this point... and he couldn't just stay in one place. He paced about the large white room, examining cocoons as he passed them by. Some would wriggle so much that he swore they'd burst open, but apparently they hadn't--otherwise, Fugue wouldn't be so antsy for someone to please just hatch already.
And of course, he still had those ridiculously huge and obnoxious sunglasses on. What a joke.
Somewhere in the distance, he finally heard a cocoon opening. He dashed over before coming to a sudden halt and running over to the table in the midst of the room to snatch up provisions -a paper map, a paper journal, a pouch of coins, and a set of clothing- before rushing over, nearly knocking a cocoon over. Sliding to a halt, he did a quick check of that cocoon; it hadn't fallen over, and he hadn't hit it upon passing, so he breathed a sigh of relief before finally making his way over to the new hatchling.