OMG LOG.... now with EPIC COMEBACK :D
Who: Ema Skye, Subaru Sumeragi, Kamui of the Dragons of the Earth (that's Fuuma, to those not in the know), Maora Ichinomiya.
What: Ema hasn't interacted with enough CLAMP characters yet! A Dragon of Heaven meets a (new) Dragon of Earth, and then both are treated to the arrival of Fuuma and Maora. Violence ensues.
Where: Neighborhood.
When: Before the plagues and stuff.
Rating: Work safe, I would hope.
Open: Not so much.
Every time she went outside alone was an exercise in self control. Even now, with Matt Engarde gone (dead? she wasn't sure anymore), she would still get choked with panic over little things like the wind, or--worse--over nothing at all. The panic and inexplicable fear was happening less and less often, but it was still something that she wished she didn't have to experience, period.
After all, she wasn't incapable of defending herself, not now. She could feel the pulse of power within her, ready to be utilized at a moment's notice. It was a comforting sensation.
Still, this place had become awfully lonely. Ema was painfully aware that she had all but isolated her sister, ruining any communication they might have had. Furthermore, Sakura was still among the missing and she hadn't heard from Mr. Wright or Mr. Edgeworth or Robin or Kamui or even Dante in ages. She wondered if maybe, just maybe, they had all somehow gotten out or were somehow pulled away, leaving her to face the darkness of this hell alone.
She told herself that that was fine, preferable even, but a part of her ached for her friends, her loved ones, her allies... it was, perhaps, this loneliness that drew her out into the streets, looking for someone--anyone--to relate to.
Perhaps that made her no better than Maora in that way, looking for a substitute for the void left by the people who were no longer there. But that thought was for another time; Ema had no delusions that she was better than anyone else. She knew she would have to become what she hated to change the world.
Completely lost in her thoughts, she didn't see the other individual wandering until she nearly walked smack into him. "Oh, I-I'm sorry."
She hoped that he was unable to hear the pounding of her heartbeat in her ears.
What: Ema hasn't interacted with enough CLAMP characters yet! A Dragon of Heaven meets a (new) Dragon of Earth, and then both are treated to the arrival of Fuuma and Maora. Violence ensues.
Where: Neighborhood.
When: Before the plagues and stuff.
Rating: Work safe, I would hope.
Open: Not so much.
Every time she went outside alone was an exercise in self control. Even now, with Matt Engarde gone (dead? she wasn't sure anymore), she would still get choked with panic over little things like the wind, or--worse--over nothing at all. The panic and inexplicable fear was happening less and less often, but it was still something that she wished she didn't have to experience, period.
After all, she wasn't incapable of defending herself, not now. She could feel the pulse of power within her, ready to be utilized at a moment's notice. It was a comforting sensation.
Still, this place had become awfully lonely. Ema was painfully aware that she had all but isolated her sister, ruining any communication they might have had. Furthermore, Sakura was still among the missing and she hadn't heard from Mr. Wright or Mr. Edgeworth or Robin or Kamui or even Dante in ages. She wondered if maybe, just maybe, they had all somehow gotten out or were somehow pulled away, leaving her to face the darkness of this hell alone.
She told herself that that was fine, preferable even, but a part of her ached for her friends, her loved ones, her allies... it was, perhaps, this loneliness that drew her out into the streets, looking for someone--anyone--to relate to.
Perhaps that made her no better than Maora in that way, looking for a substitute for the void left by the people who were no longer there. But that thought was for another time; Ema had no delusions that she was better than anyone else. She knew she would have to become what she hated to change the world.
Completely lost in her thoughts, she didn't see the other individual wandering until she nearly walked smack into him. "Oh, I-I'm sorry."
She hoped that he was unable to hear the pounding of her heartbeat in her ears.