Terror will find her (Active // Closed)

[prismsmemory]

Character(s): Naminé and Starr
Content: One very fog-affected and one who doesn't know what to make of these people going crazy around her.
Setting: Somewhere around Paixao
Time: Week 26, around evening
Warnings: IDEFK TBA

Naminé didn't quite understand what everyone was complaining about recently. Well, normally things were different for her anyway since she was a Nobody, but this was really beyond what she'd expected. She wasn't quite sure what was going on, but for the moment she was trying to keep out of everyone's way. This meant staying well away from her room and housemates. Who knew what Timon would be seeing... or trying to do... or threatening to do... or anything, really?

So, she was sitting outside on a bench in the streets, flipping through her journal and trying not to catch anyone's attention, which she had plenty of experience at.

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Starr wandered around the streets of Paixao, pulling the extra material of her robe closer around her as she walked. The Music of the city had changed, become ominous...and for a moment it had stopped. That was the worst. Silence was something she would never become used to, ever since she started hearing the Music.

As she walked, the Music shift again as she walked, now speeding up as there was the noise of static coming from somewhere. Static was never a good sign. A 'dead' soul...someone who wasn't really 'alive' for any reason. She was focused on getting back to her apartment that she didn't notice the girl sitting on the bench at first...until the static got louder as she passed her.

What the....?

[prismsmemory]

Naminé wasn't paying attention to anyone who might be walking past her until the journal randomly slipped from her fingers to clatter to the ground at the woman's feet. She scrambled to pick it up before it tripped the other person.

"Sorry," she murmured as she sat back on the bench. "I didn't mean to get in your way."

[ebd-starr.livejournal.com]

Starr stopped when she saw the journal drop to the ground. The static was deafening at this point, the girl was the source of it. She had no weapons, but honestly, if this girl was a threat...and her mind was telling her she was...she would probably be able to hold her ground.

She glanced down at the journal, getting a glance at the picture before the girl was able to grab it from where it sat. Starr looked at the other person before saying anything.

"Who are you?" Normally, she would have been nicer. Normally, she wouldn't have sounded so harsh. But, she really wasn't thinking straight.

[prismsmemory]

No threat came from Naminé, but she winced at the harsh demand. Was this some new agent of the Organization? No... if she was, she wouldn't be asking who Naminé was...

The young Nobody glanced back up at her companion. "I'm... Naminé," she answered, honestly. The only reason she would have hidden her real name was to hide herself from the Organization, but they'd already proven to have perfect access to her. Hiding wasn't an issue anymore.

"I'm sorry if I startled you."

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"It's not you..." Starr said quietly, looking around. "Something's wrong. Very very wrong." She turned back to the girl.

"Can you hear it?" She was meaning the now audible, to her, sounds of a warped record being played. She didn't know what was going on, but it was bothering her. She figured that the girl probably couldn't, at least the small sane part of her brain did...that that was a very small section of her brain at this point.

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"Something's wrong?" Naminé echoed nervously. Nothing felt wrong to her. Well, aside from the fact that some people had started acting a little weird, but she hadn't paid much attention to it. The weirdness wasn't affecting her, so she saw no reason to.

She took a moment to listen, straining her ears to hear whatever it was the other girl heard. Hesitating, she slowly shook her head. "Hear... what?"