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The morning sun [OPEN]

May 27, 2010 14:41

Characters: Sumire Takahana and YOU
Setting/Location: Balcony of the Caravan
Date & Time: Day 1, morning
Warnings: none
Summary: Sumire wakes up early and decides to explore the Caravan. Come join her!

( A different kind of world. )

{...}, sumire takahana, #style: prose, *day 01

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deadpan_deadman May 27 2010, 20:00:09 UTC

Since he no longer slept, he hadn't really seen the point of spending the night in his assigned room -- especially since he doubted his assigned roommate would be particularly comforted by an undead roommate with glowing orange eyes. So, instead, he'd spent the night wandering the halls of the caravan, finally settling into an unobtrusive corner of the balcony a few hours before dawn.

He glanced up as the unfamiliar girl moved to the railing, and smiled thinly when he overheard her words. "They aren't."

keytoanewworld May 27 2010, 20:10:53 UTC

"Ah?" She turned her head to face the unfamiliar man, and her hand immediately went to her pocket. A Virus? she thought, but he wasn't giving off the "scent" of a violent ghost, and glowing eyes and gray skin aside, he seemed like a normal person. She inhaled a deep breath and willed her heart to calm down.

She relaxed her fingers and smiled at him. "Oh, they're not? I didn't get a chance to look at them last night."

deadpan_deadman May 27 2010, 20:18:06 UTC

He shook his head slightly, burying his hands in the pockets of his coat and moving a little closer to her. One thing he was starting to appreciate about this whole strange adventure was the fact that people seemed to be slightly less put off than they usually were by talking with a gray-green dead man.

"I spent a few hours looking for anything I recognized. All the constellations are different." He cocked his head skyward for a second, looking thoughtful. "Different than Earth, anyway. I don't know about where you're from."

keytoanewworld May 27 2010, 20:23:09 UTC

Sumire hadn't met any dead people thus far besides this man (assuming he was undead - she briefly thought he might have a skin condition, but that wouldn't explain the glowing eyes), but no one she had met so far seemed like the violent type, and for that she was definitely grateful.

"Yeah, I'm from Earth too. Japan, 2009." She also looked up at the sky. "I wonder what names the constellations here have."

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