01 x the first dance
Characters: kruehe and vatheon~
Location: The Plaza works, I think?
Time: Daytime.
Style: I'll try to follow you. Starting in this weird mix of prose and action. :|
Status: Open.
The first thing Rue notices upon waking up is that her head hurts. More so than usual, even. This kind of thing had been happening lately, the blackouts, the memory loss, but-no, no this isn’t like that, is it? No… she remembers everything: from the lake where it all took place, to Drosselmeyer who set up the stage, to the dance that Princess Tutu used, to steal her prince away. She growls at this, immediately becoming cranky as she stands up to compose herself, looking down at herself and the clothes she’s wearing. Her Gold Crown Academy uniform. So… she’s no longer transformed then…
Wet? That’s impossible. I don’t remember falling into that lake. Only that useless knight-
She tugs at her clothes, realizing now that they’re completely soaked, along with her long, wavy hair. It was everywhere. She feels uncomfortable; disgusted, even, since she knows she can’t dance like this, and her ballet shoes are surely ruined. She doesn’t even want to look and see the damage. She can’t bear it. She doesn’t need to anyway-she can feel it.
It isn’t until then, however, that she looks up, and realizes she’s got bigger problems. All the strange looking vendors-the people, the surroundings she doesn’t recognize, all the water that was suddenly in the sky…!
This… this isn’t Gold Crown Town at all! Where am I?
Location: The Plaza works, I think?
Time: Daytime.
Style: I'll try to follow you. Starting in this weird mix of prose and action. :|
Status: Open.
The first thing Rue notices upon waking up is that her head hurts. More so than usual, even. This kind of thing had been happening lately, the blackouts, the memory loss, but-no, no this isn’t like that, is it? No… she remembers everything: from the lake where it all took place, to Drosselmeyer who set up the stage, to the dance that Princess Tutu used, to steal her prince away. She growls at this, immediately becoming cranky as she stands up to compose herself, looking down at herself and the clothes she’s wearing. Her Gold Crown Academy uniform. So… she’s no longer transformed then…
Wet? That’s impossible. I don’t remember falling into that lake. Only that useless knight-
She tugs at her clothes, realizing now that they’re completely soaked, along with her long, wavy hair. It was everywhere. She feels uncomfortable; disgusted, even, since she knows she can’t dance like this, and her ballet shoes are surely ruined. She doesn’t even want to look and see the damage. She can’t bear it. She doesn’t need to anyway-she can feel it.
It isn’t until then, however, that she looks up, and realizes she’s got bigger problems. All the strange looking vendors-the people, the surroundings she doesn’t recognize, all the water that was suddenly in the sky…!
This… this isn’t Gold Crown Town at all! Where am I?