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There's a New Land [Complete]
Character(s): Sora, open
Content: Sora enters Paixao. Again. He does that a lot. He runs into Kairi.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: morning
Warnings: none
When Sora stepped through the door, he was reasonably sure Destiny Islands would be on the other side. He was one hundred percent sure Riku would be with him. He was wrong on both counts. As the light overwhelmed him and he shielded his eyes, he felt the world shift and drop him unceremoniously on the dusty ground before a great dome. He spent a few moments just staring--this wasn't Destiny Islands, not by a long shot--before he finally came to his senses.
"Hey, Riku, do you know whe--"
He stopped abruptly, looking around wildly. Riku wasn't there. Spinning around as if perhaps Riku might be just behind his back, and he would see him if only he moved fast enough, he groaned aloud. How could this happen again? Everything had just worked out, and now who knew what world he was on? And he seemed to be on it alone.
Unless Riku was inside the dome? It was a possibility. Maybe he had just gone through a little before, and this place had a weird sense of time. Maybe Riku would be waiting somewhere inside and then they could go home together. They could build a gummi ship or something.
He stepped into line, noting with unease how similar everyone looked. He tried striking up a conversation with the others in line, but they all ignored him as if he were invisible. He was starting to wonder if he really was when it was his turn in line, and the man at the gate looked directly at him.
"Welcome to Paixao," the guard said, handing Sora a silver machine and some papers. "This is your journal. Enjoy your stay!"
So this world was Paixao. He glanced at the journal for a moment before looking back up at the guard. "Excuse me, did you see a boy with si--"
But the guard was already paying attention to the next blond in line. Sora sighed; he would have to do this himself. Pocketing the journal and papers, he stepped into Paixao.
Content: Sora enters Paixao. Again. He does that a lot. He runs into Kairi.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: morning
Warnings: none
When Sora stepped through the door, he was reasonably sure Destiny Islands would be on the other side. He was one hundred percent sure Riku would be with him. He was wrong on both counts. As the light overwhelmed him and he shielded his eyes, he felt the world shift and drop him unceremoniously on the dusty ground before a great dome. He spent a few moments just staring--this wasn't Destiny Islands, not by a long shot--before he finally came to his senses.
"Hey, Riku, do you know whe--"
He stopped abruptly, looking around wildly. Riku wasn't there. Spinning around as if perhaps Riku might be just behind his back, and he would see him if only he moved fast enough, he groaned aloud. How could this happen again? Everything had just worked out, and now who knew what world he was on? And he seemed to be on it alone.
Unless Riku was inside the dome? It was a possibility. Maybe he had just gone through a little before, and this place had a weird sense of time. Maybe Riku would be waiting somewhere inside and then they could go home together. They could build a gummi ship or something.
He stepped into line, noting with unease how similar everyone looked. He tried striking up a conversation with the others in line, but they all ignored him as if he were invisible. He was starting to wonder if he really was when it was his turn in line, and the man at the gate looked directly at him.
"Welcome to Paixao," the guard said, handing Sora a silver machine and some papers. "This is your journal. Enjoy your stay!"
So this world was Paixao. He glanced at the journal for a moment before looking back up at the guard. "Excuse me, did you see a boy with si--"
But the guard was already paying attention to the next blond in line. Sora sighed; he would have to do this himself. Pocketing the journal and papers, he stepped into Paixao.