Day 1 [Complete]
Character(s): Uzuki Yashiro
Content: Uzuki arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: morning
Warnings: none
It was the pouring rain that woke her up. She shivered as she became aware of her surroundings; she was leaning up against a wall of some sort, soaked to the bone, and definitely not in her apartment. Or anywhere in Shibuya, unless they had renovated some area she didn't know of.
Standing and making sure she had everything--her pins were there, good--she took a better look around through the heavy rain. A glance at her cell phone--which didn't seem to be getting reception here--told her it was morning, but the rain made it feel more like evening. There were a line of people waiting to get inside the building she had been sitting against; she fell in line behind them, making sure to hide her wings.
"Name?" the gatekeeper asked when she got to the front of the line.
"Uzuki Yashiro," Uzuki replied. "Where is this?"
"Paixao, ma'am," the gatekeeper said, handing her a hot pink journal and some papers before calling to the next person in line.
"I'm not done!" Uzuki shrieked, but the guard ignored her. Growling in frustration, she walked in.
And found it was raining inside, too. What the hell kind of place was this?
Content: Uzuki arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: morning
Warnings: none
It was the pouring rain that woke her up. She shivered as she became aware of her surroundings; she was leaning up against a wall of some sort, soaked to the bone, and definitely not in her apartment. Or anywhere in Shibuya, unless they had renovated some area she didn't know of.
Standing and making sure she had everything--her pins were there, good--she took a better look around through the heavy rain. A glance at her cell phone--which didn't seem to be getting reception here--told her it was morning, but the rain made it feel more like evening. There were a line of people waiting to get inside the building she had been sitting against; she fell in line behind them, making sure to hide her wings.
"Name?" the gatekeeper asked when she got to the front of the line.
"Uzuki Yashiro," Uzuki replied. "Where is this?"
"Paixao, ma'am," the gatekeeper said, handing her a hot pink journal and some papers before calling to the next person in line.
"I'm not done!" Uzuki shrieked, but the guard ignored her. Growling in frustration, she walked in.
And found it was raining inside, too. What the hell kind of place was this?