[Reserved] Naminé [6/?]pallidmemorySeptember 12 2009, 01:33:40 UTC
SAMPLES THIRD PERSON:
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Soft.
Whatever she was laying on, it was very soft. That was the first thing Naminé noticed when she first began to wake up. It was soft. Was she still in bed? But-wasn’t she just…? Had she been dreaming that? It wouldn’t be the first time. Finally becoming whole, finally going back to her Other… it had haunted her subconscious for a long time now. It so often came out in her sleep, sometimes as a bright, pleasant dream, and other times as a cloying, vicious nightmare that left her sitting bolt upright in a cold sweat in the middle of the night.
But this one had been so vivid - not that the others hadn’t been. She’d thought it was real. Wasn’t it? Because she remembered getting there, she remembered getting Kairi out of that cell and Saix and Riku and Sora and Roxas and -
And there was no way she was dreaming. So, then, was this Kairi’s heart? She hadn’t expected it to be so… soft. And squishy. And… grainy?
Confused blue eyes flickered open, only to focus on a distant blur of green and streaks of light. Naminé blinked, brow furrowing. The blur formed into leaves, with rays of light peeking through the holes between them. And… wood. Branches, a trunk. Trees? She was looking at… trees?
Kairi had trees in her heart?
That wasn’t right. If it was, there was definitely something wrong with that girl. The little blonde girl sat up a little too fast, her perplexed expression dropping into a rather sickened one as she suddenly experienced the wonders of vertigo. She pressed a hand against her face automatically, the other one shooting downwards to settle itself on the ground in an effort to support her. A moment later, she brought her palm away from her cheek, a startled look on her face. There was dirt on her hand, and it had gotten on her cheek. It was soft, but… definitely not something she wanted stuck to her skin. She rubbed her hands together briskly to get the dirt off as best she could, then swiped at her cheek with the back of one of them to clear it. Okay, so, dirt, sky, trees.
SAMPLES
THIRD PERSON:
(( Let me know if I need to write a new, more setting-appropriate one. ))
Soft.
Whatever she was laying on, it was very soft. That was the first thing Naminé noticed when she first began to wake up. It was soft. Was she still in bed? But-wasn’t she just…? Had she been dreaming that? It wouldn’t be the first time. Finally becoming whole, finally going back to her Other… it had haunted her subconscious for a long time now. It so often came out in her sleep, sometimes as a bright, pleasant dream, and other times as a cloying, vicious nightmare that left her sitting bolt upright in a cold sweat in the middle of the night.
But this one had been so vivid - not that the others hadn’t been. She’d thought it was real. Wasn’t it? Because she remembered getting there, she remembered getting Kairi out of that cell and Saix and Riku and Sora and Roxas and -
And there was no way she was dreaming. So, then, was this Kairi’s heart? She hadn’t expected it to be so… soft. And squishy. And… grainy?
Confused blue eyes flickered open, only to focus on a distant blur of green and streaks of light. Naminé blinked, brow furrowing. The blur formed into leaves, with rays of light peeking through the holes between them. And… wood. Branches, a trunk. Trees? She was looking at… trees?
Kairi had trees in her heart?
That wasn’t right. If it was, there was definitely something wrong with that girl. The little blonde girl sat up a little too fast, her perplexed expression dropping into a rather sickened one as she suddenly experienced the wonders of vertigo. She pressed a hand against her face automatically, the other one shooting downwards to settle itself on the ground in an effort to support her. A moment later, she brought her palm away from her cheek, a startled look on her face. There was dirt on her hand, and it had gotten on her cheek. It was soft, but… definitely not something she wanted stuck to her skin. She rubbed her hands together briskly to get the dirt off as best she could, then swiped at her cheek with the back of one of them to clear it. Okay, so, dirt, sky, trees.
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