Paradise - Paixao ... close enough? [Closed]
Character(s): Blue and Faye
Content: Blue wakes up outside the gate with extreme confusion. She spews her confusion to the banshee-screaming Faye.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Tuesday afternoon
Warnings: The banshee-like Faye? :D *bricked*
When she woke it seemed like such a rush. Her mind was too clouded; so many thoughts overflowing the bucket and all spilling out through her head. Wasn't she... dead? What happened? Was this the world reborn? ... It wouldn't be how she imagined it, but where else could she be?
She rounded on the gates, blue eyes wide with wonder.
Paradise.
Had they... succeeded? They must have. So then the others must be here too! Hige! Would they remember her? Would they have any of their memories? But, well, she remembered... so they must!
"It let me in... Paradise... let me..." She was amazed. She was only half wolf, so that should've meant that she would have been rejected...
...or maybe... this wasn't the real Paradise. She gritted her teeth. Maybe it was another false attempt, like Jagara had tried.
She took a step forward, towards a line of people with so many different smells, some too strong to bare. Her eyes took in as much as possible... and even her own body. And then she started to wonder again... and realize.... she wasn't what she thought she was.
"I even smell... human..."
She turned away from the gates and stared out around her. Where was she?! Why would... why would Paradise strip her of her identity?! Was this... was this how the world was meant to be reborn?! With no wolves...?
She looked over the crowd. None of them. Not a single one.. No wolves... none... none! Then was this... could this be... just the opposite of the Paradise she was hoping for. Her chest hurt. A human heart was aching.
Blue gazed back wearily at the gates. Silver ice, bringing up a painful memory of her deathbed. Darcia... A single, wicked, golden eye... And she cringed.
Someone was leading her towards the line and forced her in front of a human. His scent was surprisingly weak to her and she thought her senses were being stripped from her as well, but when she tried to escape, another human guided her back and he smelled rancid.
"Welcome to Paixao!"
"Pai...xao?" she blinked. Well, maybe... it... could be... it sounded almost the same... Look on the brightside! The others could still be in this Paixao place. Paixao...Paradise... He hadn't realized until a moment later that she had been asked her name. She smiled brightly. Bright side of things!, she reminded herself again. "I'm Blue."
"Enjoy your stay, Blue. This journal is yours."
She felt funny taking the object into her hands, not jaws, not holding it in between teeth. She passed under the gates of ice, gliding fingers across a dark, metallic surface, enjoying the strange feel, and then raised blue eyes up to the city.
She was stunned immediately. "This has to be Paradise."
Darcia wouldn't be here.
Content: Blue wakes up outside the gate with extreme confusion. She spews her confusion to the banshee-screaming Faye.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Tuesday afternoon
Warnings: The banshee-like Faye? :D *bricked*
When she woke it seemed like such a rush. Her mind was too clouded; so many thoughts overflowing the bucket and all spilling out through her head. Wasn't she... dead? What happened? Was this the world reborn? ... It wouldn't be how she imagined it, but where else could she be?
She rounded on the gates, blue eyes wide with wonder.
Paradise.
Had they... succeeded? They must have. So then the others must be here too! Hige! Would they remember her? Would they have any of their memories? But, well, she remembered... so they must!
"It let me in... Paradise... let me..." She was amazed. She was only half wolf, so that should've meant that she would have been rejected...
...or maybe... this wasn't the real Paradise. She gritted her teeth. Maybe it was another false attempt, like Jagara had tried.
She took a step forward, towards a line of people with so many different smells, some too strong to bare. Her eyes took in as much as possible... and even her own body. And then she started to wonder again... and realize.... she wasn't what she thought she was.
"I even smell... human..."
She turned away from the gates and stared out around her. Where was she?! Why would... why would Paradise strip her of her identity?! Was this... was this how the world was meant to be reborn?! With no wolves...?
She looked over the crowd. None of them. Not a single one.. No wolves... none... none! Then was this... could this be... just the opposite of the Paradise she was hoping for. Her chest hurt. A human heart was aching.
Blue gazed back wearily at the gates. Silver ice, bringing up a painful memory of her deathbed. Darcia... A single, wicked, golden eye... And she cringed.
Someone was leading her towards the line and forced her in front of a human. His scent was surprisingly weak to her and she thought her senses were being stripped from her as well, but when she tried to escape, another human guided her back and he smelled rancid.
"Welcome to Paixao!"
"Pai...xao?" she blinked. Well, maybe... it... could be... it sounded almost the same... Look on the brightside! The others could still be in this Paixao place. Paixao...Paradise... He hadn't realized until a moment later that she had been asked her name. She smiled brightly. Bright side of things!, she reminded herself again. "I'm Blue."
"Enjoy your stay, Blue. This journal is yours."
She felt funny taking the object into her hands, not jaws, not holding it in between teeth. She passed under the gates of ice, gliding fingers across a dark, metallic surface, enjoying the strange feel, and then raised blue eyes up to the city.
She was stunned immediately. "This has to be Paradise."
Darcia wouldn't be here.