never mind time, what about reality?
[Air City's plaza whirls into existence around him at a dizzying pace. Or at least that would be how Phantom would describe the sensation, the tangible world coming back to him in a rush ...
Little does he know he'd been wandering the edges of the plaza for some time already, unresponsive as his self settles back again.]
Where is ...
This is not the tower. It cannot be.
[And then the sensations of the ground beneath his feet, the faintest of breezes, a lingering twinge in deep systems kick in; and Phantom tenses and slowly reaches for weaponry, eyes reddened and wary.]
Alive. How?
((ooc: confused Phantom is confused. feel free to confuse him further ;3~))
Little does he know he'd been wandering the edges of the plaza for some time already, unresponsive as his self settles back again.]
Where is ...
This is not the tower. It cannot be.
[And then the sensations of the ground beneath his feet, the faintest of breezes, a lingering twinge in deep systems kick in; and Phantom tenses and slowly reaches for weaponry, eyes reddened and wary.]
Alive. How?
((ooc: confused Phantom is confused. feel free to confuse him further ;3~))