Run wolf warrior [Completed]
Character(s): Blue
Content: Blue finds herself once again before the gates of Paixao, and tries to sniff out her former friends.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate to other parts of the city.
Time: Morning, week 23
Warnings: None.
She thought she heard Cheza’s song, but then her senses snapped together and she woke, staggering to her feet.
Blue felt reborn. She inhaled a deep breath, standing before the gate… happy. She was happy. “Paixao!”
Her eyes widen and she puts a hand over her mouth, growing more and more overwhelmed as the intial disbelief wears. This isn’t where I was. The park… I had been in the park with Gaston… how am I here? Was it those white things? No… I would have remembered that.
She approaches the gate and realizes that she doesn’t have her old journal, not that she had really ever used it. But she always had it. Always. Something had changed, but she couldn’t remember. Her mind was uncomfortably blank, and as her nerves start to take over, she runs up to the counter to get herself a new journal and rushes into the city. I have to find them. I have to find them. I told Bakura I would protect him. I have to protect him!
She runs, checking over the familiar parts of the city, but new scents throw her off, and the wolf comes to an eventual halt, ears dropping flat against her head. She needed to think and focus, and for once, she pulls open the journal, taking a shot at this for the first time. Her friends had to be here, right? Someone…
…she didn’t want to be alone again, after everything.
Content: Blue finds herself once again before the gates of Paixao, and tries to sniff out her former friends.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate to other parts of the city.
Time: Morning, week 23
Warnings: None.
She thought she heard Cheza’s song, but then her senses snapped together and she woke, staggering to her feet.
Blue felt reborn. She inhaled a deep breath, standing before the gate… happy. She was happy. “Paixao!”
Her eyes widen and she puts a hand over her mouth, growing more and more overwhelmed as the intial disbelief wears. This isn’t where I was. The park… I had been in the park with Gaston… how am I here? Was it those white things? No… I would have remembered that.
She approaches the gate and realizes that she doesn’t have her old journal, not that she had really ever used it. But she always had it. Always. Something had changed, but she couldn’t remember. Her mind was uncomfortably blank, and as her nerves start to take over, she runs up to the counter to get herself a new journal and rushes into the city. I have to find them. I have to find them. I told Bakura I would protect him. I have to protect him!
She runs, checking over the familiar parts of the city, but new scents throw her off, and the wolf comes to an eventual halt, ears dropping flat against her head. She needed to think and focus, and for once, she pulls open the journal, taking a shot at this for the first time. Her friends had to be here, right? Someone…
…she didn’t want to be alone again, after everything.