oo1. ✧ NIGHT // teneka

[escapedpandora]

I think this... works like a phone?

Okay, okay. Um, sorry, this voice in head thing is still weird.

[It takes him a moment to try and make sure that the Portal was working right, so there's a brief pause.]

I guess since most people have questions, I'm just going to ask if anyone has any answers-- to anything, I guess. I mean, if everyone really

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[tepesadrian]

[He's quiet a moment-- another voice he doesn't recognize...]

I'm afraid not. As far as I can tell, we are all just as lost as you. ...It appears harmless outdoors, and exploring the city seems the only way to acquire answers.

[escapedpandora]

Or just more questions. I get how people think this place is like a dream, something just doesn't seem right.

[He doesn't know what yet, but something just seemed off.]

[tepesadrian]

...Agreed. Someone - or something - is likely behind all this. Dreams do not whisk one's entire being away without another pulling the strings.

[And yet he has no idea what else it could be. The last he'd had a 'dream' this vivid was reminder enough to make him cautious.]

[escapedpandora]

I think it's supposed to be the King and Queen, then. But no one's said anything about why yet, or even how to get home.

[abetenoire]

I have yet to find anybody willing to provide me with any worthwhile information.

[ Frowns. ]

.. Have you noticed that a few of the ❛Promenade natives❜ act as though you have always been here?

[escapedpandora]

I haven't! But I've heard from other people that it happened. That's really creepy. I wonder if we're supposed to think that we're been here our entire lives and that maybe our homes was just a dream.

Maybe it would have worked if everyone didn't remember their own homes.

[abetenoire]

Mm.
[ Nods. ]

I think that you may be onto something. [ He pauses, pointedly, and mulls over the information he's surmised. ] I wonder, then, if that is why we have each been given a mirror, .. had they meant it to elude to our past lives as mere illusions?

Yes. It's all fallen apart, .. pity.

[escapedpandora]

The mirror? I saw that-- didn't know what to think about it.

[Draped fabric over it, actually, since he didn't want to keep seeing the destruction of Eden.]

This place does seem a bit familiar, though. I don't know how, but... somehow.

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[escapedpandora]

[He takes a while to work the texting.]

really? i thought it was useful-- did you know people can't understand writing? i tried before using the portal. it must look like another language to others. i wonder if the portal translates languages for people too since i think without the telepathy we might all speak different languages.

and sorry, i haven't seen anyone with wigs. i'll say something over the portal if i do?

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[escapedpandora]

i thought it was just thinking out loud?

[The idea that someone could read his mind did freak him out a little, though. While he usually thought about some pretty inane things, there were thoughts he didn't want other people to know.]

i'm looking for my friends- there's a lady with pink hair and-- well, her name's lightning. and a red haired girl with two ponytails who wears a lot of beads and a really tall blond man always going on about being a hero and a dark skinned man with a chocobo in his hair.

[escapedpandora]

I heard about that. Haven't had anyone tell me that yet, but that sounds... well, kind of creepy.

[escapedpandora]

Uh. I don't know about other people, but that just makes me trust them less. If they were going for how well they know me, that could feel more like stalker and less like life-long friend.

teneka.

[ridesthesisters]

Hope, is that you?

teneka.

[escapedpandora]

Snow?

Are you here, too?

teneka.

[ridesthesisters]

[Give him a second ...]

...

...

Whoa, I swore I didn't hear anything coming from the Mirror.

teneka.

[escapedpandora]

...The mirror?

I'm... talking through the Portal.