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She hears it, the strange song floating on the autumn breeze. "Mmf.." she turns over and tries to stay asleep. But it is persistent.
- Come... -
"Ugh..." Hotaru shifts over in bed again. She takes the pillow and puts it over her ears. But, in her mind it's still singing. Frustrated, Hotaru pulls her blankets up over her head.
It won't stop. A pressing, perserverant sound. Hotaru opens her eyes. She feels strange, as if she were wearing... a turtleneck... and wool pants...
And she sits up suddenly. And in a flash that dazzles her for less than a moment she finds herself standing in the middle of Milliways, fully clothed... in, yes, a turtleneck sweater and wool pants.
Hotaru brushes some of her black hair out of her eyes. Rubs her eyes, then, sleepily. She yawns.
What now.......
......Thirsty...
Stumbles over to the bar,
"Can I have... a cup of tea..."
It provides a cup of chamomile-peppermint tea and she fishes around in her pockets, knowing that if these are the same pants... there. A 500 Y note. She puts it on the bar surface. It gives her 320 back. Sleepily, she pockets the change.
She holds her cup of tea, and looks around. Nothing too unusual. She sighs deeply.
"Why am I here?" she asks aloud, rubbing one eye once more. She is so, so... so tired. Sullenly, she finds an out-of-the-way chair and plops down into it, and covers her ears with her little hands.
She hears it, the strange song floating on the autumn breeze. "Mmf.." she turns over and tries to stay asleep. But it is persistent.
- Come... -
"Ugh..." Hotaru shifts over in bed again. She takes the pillow and puts it over her ears. But, in her mind it's still singing. Frustrated, Hotaru pulls her blankets up over her head.
It won't stop. A pressing, perserverant sound. Hotaru opens her eyes. She feels strange, as if she were wearing... a turtleneck... and wool pants...
And she sits up suddenly. And in a flash that dazzles her for less than a moment she finds herself standing in the middle of Milliways, fully clothed... in, yes, a turtleneck sweater and wool pants.
Hotaru brushes some of her black hair out of her eyes. Rubs her eyes, then, sleepily. She yawns.
What now.......
......Thirsty...
Stumbles over to the bar,
"Can I have... a cup of tea..."
It provides a cup of chamomile-peppermint tea and she fishes around in her pockets, knowing that if these are the same pants... there. A 500 Y note. She puts it on the bar surface. It gives her 320 back. Sleepily, she pockets the change.
She holds her cup of tea, and looks around. Nothing too unusual. She sighs deeply.
"Why am I here?" she asks aloud, rubbing one eye once more. She is so, so... so tired. Sullenly, she finds an out-of-the-way chair and plops down into it, and covers her ears with her little hands.