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Post by Luna Rayheart on Jan 7, 2015 1:07:05 GMT
Two days, that was how long she had been in this town, ever since the heartless overwhelmed her by Elsa's castle. She was ashamed.... she was supposed to be Elsa's protector yet here she was, a clear sign of her failure.
This town.... she disliked it greatly, it was some kind of mix between flashy and depressing.
What Elsa created was beautiful..... this? This was gross, it was just plain depressing.
As of now she had wandered back to the 2nd district, the the row of hotels she had awoken by, searching as she had yesterday for a way off the world, a way back to Arendale. But of course their was nothing, it was because of the Heartless she was brought here so it was only natural that they leave no way out... dam them.
With a shake of her head she leaned on a nearby lamppost, trying to calm her stress, she had to find a way back.... Elsa could be in trouble.... she couldn't allow that.
Elsa was the one person who treated her with kindness, in return for that kindess that she checrished she promised to always protect her, no matter the situation...
Yet here she was... no, she had to find a way back....she wouldn't allow another loved one to perish on her watch, never again.
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Post by Josh Dragomir on Jan 7, 2015 1:47:47 GMT
One year was how long the young man had been in this town. He didn't remember how he got here, or why he was here, other then the sheer fact he was a keyblade wielder who felt he could protect the people in Traverse Town..... And perhaps, in time, other worlds. He hadn't been to the others just yet. He had spent the last year trying to get his bearings, honing his skills with this weapon that some called a keyblade.
What was a keyblade? How had he come to possess such a weapon? And how had he been saddled with the burden that came with it? If he were able to, he might say he just wanted the threat of heartless end so he could go home... But where was home? He didn't remember, or even know, where or what home was. But he knew this wasn't it.
All of these ran through his mind as he had aimlessly walked past the hotels in the 2nd district. He would open his eyes to find he had almost collided with a young woman. He would stop himself, and quickly, the look on her face caused his more concerned instincts to take over.
"Sorry about that, but... Why the long face?" He would ask. It wasn't an expression that showed any emotion toward him. The woman was troubled. Troubled by something, troubled by a burden, something that ate at her. He leaned against the lamp-post and tilted his head. "Sorry if that's sudden, but you seem troubled" He said, hoping that in some way he could help.
She just needed to let it go.
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Post by Luna Rayheart on Jan 8, 2015 18:34:09 GMT
She jolted from her spot at the sound of the boy's voice, her face in a flash going from a worried expression to one of irritation. What was this kids problem trying to pry into her mind? Her worries were her own, not to be tossed about at a whim!
"Mind your own buisness..."
She replied in a rather cold tone, if she wanted to comfide in some useless stranger she would have, but she didn't of course. The outside world was not something to be trusted..... the only thing she could trust was her queen... nothing else. The world was dark and that was a fact, corruption and greed... lust and envy... hatred were the things that torn everything apart... she was no exception.
Only Lady Elsa could claim that right.
(Ooc:sorry for the short reply, didn't havemuch inspiration this time around)
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Post by Josh Dragomir on Jan 8, 2015 19:22:37 GMT
Well, she wasn't much for first impressions, was she? Sure, his outburst had been sort of random, and could have been worded differently, but his intentions were good. He'd been patrolling all night before this, and prided himself on protecting the citizens here from the heartless. If someone was having trouble like this, he couldn't help but ask. Something could be going on, perhaps something he could help with. He would never know if he didn't ask.
He raised an eyebrow at her response, but let out a sigh. No use to stooping to her level. "Alright..." He said calmly. "Maybe I said that a little bit randomly. There's been a lot of people having problems ever since getting dropped here. I can't help but ask, in case there's something I can do" He responded kindly, politely, with a small smile. While she rubbed him the wrong way, acting just like her wouldn't get them anywhere.
She sure as hell needed to Chill Out though.
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