- 017th tide | | in dreams -
Darkness. Did she wander off? Lost track of her companion? The feeling is different from the Underground that she's been slowly getting used to. This silence is charged with tension. Umi knows she's waiting for something. Her grip on her sword is tight, alert. This... This is what she can rely on. Even more than her water magic. The feeling of the blade is solid in her hand. She knows this can't betray her.
Ever since she was a child she'd prefer this: her fencing lessons would come before all the fancy dresses and expensive toys in the world. When she entered the school's team everybody could tell from the start that she'd surpass their greatest expectations.
Suddenly she understands what's happening. The sword she's holding isn't the dragon sword Mokona recreated for her. It's a fencing foil. Umi's not wearing her armor but her fencing gear. This isn't the Underground's darkness but a stadium, suddenly bright with spotlights and a cheering crowd.
They're waiting for her. Waiting for her next victory.
What went wrong?? No... THIS ISN'T FAIR! IT'S A LIE! IT'S NOT FAIR~~~!
[Her breath... she can't find it. A lie, all of it... a lie. The points weren't accounted for! It doesn't make sense. She can't lose! She won't! Umi knows her opponent didn't stand a chance. It's stupid and unreal! To lose like that in what she does best...]
I can't...
[She clutches the foil to her chest, panting, staring at the shadowy faces of the audience defiantly. If she can't do this... Then how can she survive the Underground and be back to Hikaru, Fuu, Mokona...? How can she keep her promise and return home? SHE CAN'T. Squeezing her eyes shut, she shouts.]
---I can't disappoint her!!
[Her memories. Her most precious memories...]
Captain...
[Umi's face shows new resolution. She stares back at the fencing arena with fury and determination in her eyes. It slowly fades to transparency until its image overlaps with the Underground's.]
I won't disappoint ANY OF THEM! I'm getting them back home!
[ooc: Optional action for anyone who wants to participate in either part of the nightmare. Regular journal comments are welcome too, both as part of the dream or as remarks about it after it's over.]
Ever since she was a child she'd prefer this: her fencing lessons would come before all the fancy dresses and expensive toys in the world. When she entered the school's team everybody could tell from the start that she'd surpass their greatest expectations.
Suddenly she understands what's happening. The sword she's holding isn't the dragon sword Mokona recreated for her. It's a fencing foil. Umi's not wearing her armor but her fencing gear. This isn't the Underground's darkness but a stadium, suddenly bright with spotlights and a cheering crowd.
They're waiting for her. Waiting for her next victory.
What went wrong?? No... THIS ISN'T FAIR! IT'S A LIE! IT'S NOT FAIR~~~!
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[Her breath... she can't find it. A lie, all of it... a lie. The points weren't accounted for! It doesn't make sense. She can't lose! She won't! Umi knows her opponent didn't stand a chance. It's stupid and unreal! To lose like that in what she does best...]
I can't...
[She clutches the foil to her chest, panting, staring at the shadowy faces of the audience defiantly. If she can't do this... Then how can she survive the Underground and be back to Hikaru, Fuu, Mokona...? How can she keep her promise and return home? SHE CAN'T. Squeezing her eyes shut, she shouts.]
---I can't disappoint her!!
[Her memories. Her most precious memories...]
Captain...
[Umi's face shows new resolution. She stares back at the fencing arena with fury and determination in her eyes. It slowly fades to transparency until its image overlaps with the Underground's.]
I won't disappoint ANY OF THEM! I'm getting them back home!
[ooc: Optional action for anyone who wants to participate in either part of the nightmare. Regular journal comments are welcome too, both as part of the dream or as remarks about it after it's over.]