#006 Not so happy homecoming
[When Tamaki had awoken in Paris, his first thought was that Paradisa had sent him to the wrong home when he had been returned to his own world. His heart twisted in his chest, feeling a little sick, as he had walked the rooms of the (unfamiliar) palatial home he found himself in.
Empty.
He didn't know why he had expected it to be otherwise, but it was still a let down. It was still painful to hear the French newscaster in the background and be reminded of where he was and who wasn't here with him. It hadn't taken much time after that for panic to replace the dull grief... he shouldn't be here, if Grandmother found out that he had returned to France, she would cut off the money she had promised.
So it is, that Tamaki has spent the first day and night in Paris trying to fly out to Japan. Unfortunately, every flight just lands right back in Paris again, and after seventeen solid hours of trying flight after flight, even Tamaki has to give up. He's currently sat on one of the plastic chairs in the main concourse, journal open on his lap as he dictates in a much more subdued tone than usual.]
...This isn't France, is it?
[ooc: So very open! Sorry guys, tags will come in the morning, I must crash!]
Empty.
He didn't know why he had expected it to be otherwise, but it was still a let down. It was still painful to hear the French newscaster in the background and be reminded of where he was and who wasn't here with him. It hadn't taken much time after that for panic to replace the dull grief... he shouldn't be here, if Grandmother found out that he had returned to France, she would cut off the money she had promised.
So it is, that Tamaki has spent the first day and night in Paris trying to fly out to Japan. Unfortunately, every flight just lands right back in Paris again, and after seventeen solid hours of trying flight after flight, even Tamaki has to give up. He's currently sat on one of the plastic chairs in the main concourse, journal open on his lap as he dictates in a much more subdued tone than usual.]
...This isn't France, is it?
[ooc: So very open! Sorry guys, tags will come in the morning, I must crash!]