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Terror will find her (Active // Closed)
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.
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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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....?