A New Day is Dawning--Half figuratively, Half literally!
Characters: Namine/Memory ifonlyamemory, Rukia/Kazahana snowburned, and eventually Roxas/Sora
shiroi_memory
Date/Time: June 26th--early afternoon
Location: Hatchery (Hall of Beginnings?)
Rating: The usual PG-13 b/c of eventual nekkidness from newborns
Summary: Memory only wanted to meet Kazahana for a conversation about her thoughts and feelings after her brother disappeared...but it turned out to be a much more complicated experience when Roxas Sora arrives--unexpectedly?--into Edensphere.
After a rough night of sleep from the voices within her head causing her to wake up, Memory had decided enough was enough; the voices only added to her nightmare of the pink-haired man with the serpent smile and the pain and all the confusion in the past, and she needed someone to talk to. Someone like Kazahana, who had been there for her ever since Toushi brought the young blonde in to room with the two of them.
As Memory was packing up the white messenger bag she got from the time the Wilderness was the big city, she caught herself thinking again about things. "Well...maybe Kazahana can help me with figuring out everything. She said she would before...this would be a good time?" She asked herself, slipping her tunic-like dress over her head and her sandals on her feet. Scooping her sketchbook and journal up into her arms, she exited the apartment while closing the door behind her.
It...didn't take her too long to find the Hall of Beginnings, and once she found the room with the caccoons a bit of the past washed over her, making her stop within the doorway and think. This was where she met that guide that didn't exactly like her...the first time she met Toushi...this was where she came into Edensphere...shaking her head, the young blonde let out a sigh and stepped forwards cautiously, looking around for the raven-haired room-mate of hers. "Kazahana? Are you here? I...I wanted to talk to you..."
Sure she felt a little stupid...but...hey; this was Kazahana she was talking about; a close friend and an almost-older-sister-like person to her--surely she wouldn't mind the half-untold visit...
shiroi_memory
Date/Time: June 26th--early afternoon
Location: Hatchery (Hall of Beginnings?)
Rating: The usual PG-13 b/c of eventual nekkidness from newborns
Summary: Memory only wanted to meet Kazahana for a conversation about her thoughts and feelings after her brother disappeared...but it turned out to be a much more complicated experience when Roxas Sora arrives--unexpectedly?--into Edensphere.
After a rough night of sleep from the voices within her head causing her to wake up, Memory had decided enough was enough; the voices only added to her nightmare of the pink-haired man with the serpent smile and the pain and all the confusion in the past, and she needed someone to talk to. Someone like Kazahana, who had been there for her ever since Toushi brought the young blonde in to room with the two of them.
As Memory was packing up the white messenger bag she got from the time the Wilderness was the big city, she caught herself thinking again about things. "Well...maybe Kazahana can help me with figuring out everything. She said she would before...this would be a good time?" She asked herself, slipping her tunic-like dress over her head and her sandals on her feet. Scooping her sketchbook and journal up into her arms, she exited the apartment while closing the door behind her.
It...didn't take her too long to find the Hall of Beginnings, and once she found the room with the caccoons a bit of the past washed over her, making her stop within the doorway and think. This was where she met that guide that didn't exactly like her...the first time she met Toushi...this was where she came into Edensphere...shaking her head, the young blonde let out a sigh and stepped forwards cautiously, looking around for the raven-haired room-mate of hers. "Kazahana? Are you here? I...I wanted to talk to you..."
Sure she felt a little stupid...but...hey; this was Kazahana she was talking about; a close friend and an almost-older-sister-like person to her--surely she wouldn't mind the half-untold visit...